Thoughts that sometime...rhyme: Hanging moon

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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Hanging moon

Moon hangs Pinched between cloud and tree tops Silvery light pale on the ground Ghostly as the wan shadows That don't want to be found. Full moon grins Binoculars belie a rough life Of everlasting evenings spent partying In the night sky. The world seems magical Romantic Take off your clothes and do... Sign in to see full entry.

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