Hoot
I looked at the moon
cold night
damp clothes
dry throat
shifting eyes
dark night
say I love you with bird calls
spell I miss you with moonlight
owl watches over
say wise words
whisper lies
hazy clouds drown out the bird calls and moonlight
Copyright © Alexandra Burns | Year Posted 2014
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