May 2022
Looking at nightfall,
window framed
low hanging moon rises.
Behind hills and valleys
where I’ll meet my lover one more time before saying goodbye.
Before the sun comes up.
Shell ✨🐚
window framed
low hanging moon rises.
Behind hills and valleys
where I’ll meet my lover one more time before saying goodbye.
Before the sun comes up.
Shell ✨🐚
Written by
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
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