Promise me the moon

In my heart of hearts there is a place
where light and darkness share a room,
forgotten faces shed alight
like a luminescent moon...

and in that place a shadowy lamp
refracts a glorious sun...

where warmth and cold encompass me
like placid thoughts that come and go...

they rush and seek, here and there,
until they come to know
that surrendering smile and steady eyes 
filled with unending promises...

                                                      VTalamas   8.7.11