Friday, November 1, 2019

End of Day

The moon was smiling at me today.
Sharp white curve against the blue.
The clouds soft, large and bright
Floated around her, carefree & light.
The lone lamp sat quietly by the bay
"Here riverside forever can't I stay?"

The mountains loomed gigantically ahead
The flame danced yellow, blue red.
The crescentric luna smirks at me
The beautiful night is yet to come. 

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