Dark Moon Night Poem by Lamar Cole

Dark Moon Night



It was a dark moon night.
And she looked so serene.
She was waiting on her secret lover.
So that they could steal some sweet kisses.
She knew that he belonged to another woman.
But her love for him was so strong.
That doing wrong didn't matter at all.

Wednesday, October 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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Practicing Poetess 18 October 2019

... That doing wrong didn't matter at all But alas, she was headed for a bad fall! She must have been brainwashed by the song, 'If loving you is wrong, I don't want to be right.'

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