I saw a woman emerge from a shadow
With a sly demeanor and look about.
Her sequined dress was aglow.
She didn't know I was also out.
I watched her remove a silver shoe
And stick her foot into the mere –
One of the darkest ferrous blue –
As if testing the temperature.
Her dress was even more brilliant -
After a countenance of approval -
When she crossed the bleak horizon -
Careful not to soak her lunar veil.
- Author: Amy Michelle Mosier ( Offline)
- Published: March 21st, 2024 09:46
- Category: Nature
- Views: 2
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