She was the moon to me
Apart of the Daily routine
A thing of beauty
Wears the cratored scars of her past and puts them on display
But does it with the grace that's usually described with a floor length silk dress
She had her phases
Most noted and complimented was when she was full
But my favorite when she was waning crescent ready to be new
She was the moon to me
Something I couldn't keep
And something I couldn't keep my eyes off of
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 12:20 AM UTC
She was the moon to me
Apart of the Daily routine
A thing of beauty
Wears the cratored scars of her past and puts them on display
But does it with the grace that's usually described with a floor length silk dress
She had her phases
Most noted and complimented was when she was full
But my favorite when she was waning crescent ready to be new
She was the moon to me
Something I couldn't keep
And something I couldn't keep my eyes off of
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