Annie Wilbert


Dance Of Midnight

A/N: this poem that you are about to read is already on my old account called Ruby Scarlet which I am deleting once all my poems are transfered onto this account, my REAL name.

See the full moon outside tonight?
See it shining up there so bright?

See how the light dances on the ice?
See how it glitters and sparkles in the night?

Hear the ice crunching under your feet?

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