Crescent
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Crescent

by nouies

Her hair coiled me in so many perfectly set ringlets.

They burst a blaring platinum gray.

So luminescent one would think it were made of the material.

And in one motion she glanced at my admiration and envisioned the moon.

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7 months ago
Everyday turns to every night tho.
Nights where bad things happen to people.

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9 months ago
|Coming out of stagnation|

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a year ago
Daydreamer



bernardtwindwilGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
9 months agoReply
This was ethereal. I loved the haunted nature to it. Great poem!!!!