Vic 5 Poem by RIC BASTASA
Vic 5
IT IS getting dark
and you do not switch on the light
at the veranda of the
second floor of this house
you lie on a couch
and start speaking to the full moon
it is the light of the moon
that caresses you into
a very sound sleep.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: house,light,moon
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