It's Poem by Nathaniel Pinson
It's
At the neoned gas station Friday night
Under the glow of the moth washed light
On the oil-rainbow asphalt in the window glare
On the pier at the end of the dim-lit street
And in the moonlight in the water under our feet
And in your eyes and dancing in your hair
Tuesday, March 29, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,rainbow,water
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