Poetic Traces
Saturday, 6 October 2018
The Moon and I
The moon was was nude
So was I
She cast her spell
So did I
She enveloped your being
In her quietude
I bloomed your thoughts
In my solitude
It's the moon in me
That you see.
©LR
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