Beside Myself
Oh, I believe I deserve to hurt,
The day is slipping by
as the sun pours molten gold
along the western horizon
forging a shield of burnished shadows.
Now as a robust moon rises
to embellish the night sky
Alas, I am beside myself
and in the throes of frenzied agony...
After much beseeching
She finally consented to a moonlight rendezvous—
But where?
For the life of me I just couldn’t recall!
~01/23/23
~Contest: My Dream Date
~Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2023
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