That midnight after a drink
I was walking by the street
Thinking of what i could be
Wondering who I could meet
I saw the moonlight reflecting
On a flower near the trees
I've never seen such beauty
In all these vanishing years
I looked at her for so long
My eyes filled with coldest tears
Then I named her moon flower
The star creators masterpiece.
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Wild Love/Book Of Poems.
PoetryThese are short poems written by me in the past few months, hope you enjoy the ideas. Jay.m
