The Moon and The Lady Moon
I saw the moon and the face of my sweetheart.
They were a couple of moons in sight.
I couldn’t define which one killing me soon,
the sky moon or the lady moon.
If I didn’t see her gently falling curl,
and her rosy cheeks that make me swoon,
I would believe the moon was my lovely girl,
and my lovely girl was the moon.
ยฉ 2016 Wajdi Almowafak
Lovely.. In love with the last line.. the lovely moon was my girl or the girl was my lovely moon.. ๐ passionate!
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This poem was the definition of loveliness.
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lovely……..!!! what a dilemma…….and solved by a hue!!! loved it!! ๐ ๐
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