Flowers Swoon Poem by Reynaldo Casison
Flowers Swoon
Under the moonlight,
The flowers still swoon,
The flowers still swoon
Be it the middle of noon,
Be it the autumn midnights
Under the moonlight,
The flowers still swoon,
The flowers still swoon
Be it the middle of August,
Be it the autumn midnights
Under her ethereal moonlight,
The flowers still swoon,
The flowers still swoon
Under your moonlight,
The flowers still swoon,
The flowers still swoon
Reynaldo Casison
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9/24/2024 10:05:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
full moonlit but becuase of busy life the flower is still in the womb of bud! ! !