The Evening Walk. Poem by Moxie De Lucky
The Evening Walk.
I don't talk in the morning
Or make story in the noon
Or drink when the sun is down
Because i'm so much taken
I will invite you for the friendly coffee
Or fly down the street like the honey bee
And have us talk about Xmass tree
Only during the late evening posture
Check me by late evening
When your purse is smiling
And your brain is chilling
For evening walk and gentle health chatting.
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