Her
Thursday, 28 August 2014
Moon
Moon,
for the people of shade...
For they dissolve where others fade..
Gazing at her without a blink ..
I howl..as she turns pink..
She peeks..
Beneath the blanket..
Of cotton clouds anew..
I grow hoarse..howling..
Oh beauty you !!
Oh beauty you !
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