Riding high, seen aloof,
Crescent shaped in a blue roof
Above us all, looking down
On we creatures locked on ground
Never worry, you can stay
Way up there, we will still love
To look upon you in nights’ eve
Lying under a blackened tree
We don’t mind your peeking through
Waiting for our gaze on you
While under silhouetted branches
We play at our love dances.
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https://scvincent.com/2020/08/20/thursday-photo-prompt-crescent-writephoto/
beautiful Cheryl
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Really lovely, Cheryl.
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What a beautiful poem. Enjoyed it thorougly.
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Nice β€οΈ
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Beautiful poetry. I love the last two lines…wonderful musical magical serene. Great share. Thank you.π
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