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The Moon Girl

Roses sing softly through whispering petals,

Gently stroking upon each others' own.

Similar is the sound, when all else rests,

Of sweet breath escaping lips royally throned.

I wish she would take me home.

 

Sunset, sunrise,

Chasing the moon girl, no surprise.

How long i have longed to catch her eyes,

Baby blue by nature, baby blue in mine.

Gold embroidered galaxies tells the false man lies.

 

Heart beats fast,

Bass drops low.

Twisting, turning, head spinning, falling.

How did we get here? Where do we go?

Covalently bonded, nowhere is everything now.

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noel-irion
29 / M
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Mar 6, 2011
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