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Posted by MFish Profile 03/03/20 at 12:53PM Poetry See more by MFish

Her eyes reflected the blue of the sky.
Her hair was silken; you could see why.
Why does your skin have that beautiful shine?
When will you say you will be mine?
Your answer, I'm sure will not come soon,
As I was staring at the silvery Moon.
The Moon was my love; it was every night,
Until the Sun rose ending my sight
Of the loveliest orb in the evening sky.
Where are you going? Please tell me why,
When the Sun comes arising
And you say Goodbye.

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