Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, December 31, 2021

Beneath the Moon

 Beneath the moon 

under the scatter of stars, 

close your eyes and feel me there

lips to lips without a care. 


Till the sun once more rises

hold me in those arms of yours, 

just the thought brings a smile

and has me begging for more.     


Beneath the moon 

under the scatter of stars,

close your eyes and feel me there

lips to lips without a care. 


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