Is It Poetry
The Understanding Moon - Poem by Is It Poetry
Those clouds, their color is.
Her body hidden, green in leaves.
Limbs that open, close.
Her body, feels the wind.
Pink and placed beneath,
the tree, I came to see.
The day before you learned,
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