domingo, 16 de junio de 2019

Words from the night

Up in the sky there's a full moon...
Just as the one the wolves howl to
as a claim of ancient times.

Up in the night sky there's a soft light...

Such as the warm feel in a long wished hug.

Up in the cloudless void there's a mist...

That surround the moon as a cloak 
of mystery.

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