Monday, July 11, 2022

Romantic Moonshine

 The full moon created,

Tides of words in my blood and in my core.

The moonlight brightened,

Voyage into my dreams.

The boats dancing over the river tides.

In the moonlight, I am searching for her shades.

Moonfaced showered the love.

In that love, I begun a search of my own soul.

Start out knowing me, unknowingly.


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