“Sliver”
Waxing to midnight,
a silver eyelash dangling
before winking out.
Steve D
Waxing to midnight,
a silver eyelash dangling
before winking out.
Steve D
The shining moon I howl to.
Doesn’t matter where I run,
There’s no escape,
High above,
No judgment,
But no love. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #86 – Moon”