Poetry Here (Mostly)


When Sun took a shine to Moon,

her cheeks rouged, and lips crimsoned,

interested, he reflected.

 

They rarely saw each other,

Moon struggled to rise early,

he got tired but stayed up late.

 

Moon had never felt so hot,

but as darking time approached

Sun necessarily turned cold.

 

Clouds comforted lonely Moon,

vapors caressed her features

and tinted their pearly feathers.

 

West Wind carried Cumulus,

rosy makeup painted sky,

pale Moon stared at colorful scene.

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Comments on: "Makings of a Lovely Evening #253" (2)

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  2. Beautifully romantic poem…

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