As sea blown clouds drift opalescently across these waters,
In your eyes,
The death of all who've passed into the shades of Summer nights,
A cloud, a last goodbye before the winds of time
Their eyes knowing the silent secret of your smile
They join in on the chorus of a million nights
And beckon me to join them in nocturnal eyes of eternal silence.

I like the way you described the moon as a
silent death & the description of the moon's
eyes. Its like looking at a maiden..great!

Thanks for your kind words, Meena! I wrote this one a couple of days before I moved from Florida in May. My friend lived next a beautiful lake. A full moon rising over the lake in the early morning hours inspired this.

Simply beautiful! Gave me chills of goodness. :)