She came with a half smile
Hiding the rest of her beauty
Her flirtations are mine
Somnolent , but such a cutie
I deign to explore her surface
To discover her hidden secrets
The wonder etched on her face
Are layers of the ancient creeds
Tonight under her spell
I am enchanted and prancing
Like a dark godless knell
I will meet my moon dancing.


About williwash

A writer, a human rights activist, an adventurer and a poet.
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