For Me
The girl smelled like
Moonlit day,
Ink spilled,
and old dusty book pages.
She looked as if she could
smile and outshine the moon.
But still,
she was just a girl.
A girl who smelled like,
Moonlit day,
Ink spilled,
and old dusty book pages.
Copyright © Scarlett Hanley | Year Posted 2017
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