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 © | Year Posted 2014

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