Beneath Our Copper Moon Poem by Micah Krahn
Beneath Our Copper Moon
The bronze summer moon was aglow..
Like the edge of your thumbnail, a half moon with a sliver of a white crescent.
A Turkish flag, where is the star near the golden brown glimmering through the Milky Way; thousands of miles away.
Beneath the copper moon; hanging out with my best friend in the world on the eve of the best night of our lives.
As long as I'm with you, Genie, I'm home; under the rusting erosion of the earth's satellite which we both saw on our special night.
Beneath our auburn moon is the perfect brilliant friendship I could've ever asked for.
July 13,2013
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4/23/2024 10:42:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An excellent poem, a joy to read. Beneath our auburn moon is the perfect brilliant friendship I could've ever asked for. Brilliant thought!