The Moon And I Poem by Joshua Bantum

The Moon And I



I’m drunk alone with her,
The moon dressed in warm night gowns,
Sprayed with textures of tight fog and mist,
She hides her bare curves from me,
And also,
her luminescent pearl,
That I only want
To wish
Good Night.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fog
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