I spoke to the moon
And told her
About your face
Lighting up under
Her gentle beams
At that moment, I realised
I loved you.
In front of her,
And her sky full of stars.
She smiled at my story,
For the moon loved love
And our love,
Was her favourite.
- Author: Sebastian ( Offline)
- Published: March 7th, 2023 00:53
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 13
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