Nocturne 2 Poem by Anton K

Nocturne 2



Strolling over sensual sands
In melancholy Moonlight's hands,
And swooning under inky skies.
The salty scent of sighing waves,
The murky mouths of gloomy caves
Are seen as though in distant lands.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: beach,dream,moon,night
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