Ghosts
I glance up,
at the luminous full moon,
and saw clouds
and ghosts of past love
haunt the contours of her face.
at the luminous full moon,
and saw clouds
and ghosts of past love
haunt the contours of her face.
posted by temppixie at 12:41 PM
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It's hard to beat a little moon gazing.
and a lot better than mooning.
I glance up,
at the luminous full moon,
and saw clouds
and ghosts of past love
haunt the contours of her face.
with smile still soothing
the hurt deep buried
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