Who lied that the moon hung only in the sky?
I poured the moon in my teacup.
It was floating.
Mouthful moonlight.
Glorious celebration of an orchestra
from scattered crickets.
Who lied that the moon hung only in the sky?
I poured the moon in my teacup.
It was floating.
Mouthful moonlight.
Glorious celebration of an orchestra
from scattered crickets.