Mar 2017
The moon shines brightly
as she walks across the sky.
My soul shall follow her,
where'er she will be.
**iamthe_avatar ©2017
as she walks across the sky.
My soul shall follow her,
where'er she will be.
**iamthe_avatar ©2017
A poem for love.
Made with Creative Writer app.
Made with Creative Writer app.
