Jan 2020
Her face,
a moonlit visage
shone more light
upon my life;
upon my soul,
than the
solitary moon
ever could.
a moonlit visage
shone more light
upon my life;
upon my soul,
than the
solitary moon
ever could.
Yeah... another dumb, lovestruck teen. I wrote this while trying to write something that was more descriptive of the night reflected in this poem.
