Luna Twirls
Hammock of moon drifting like swan
to cradle night in brushed cyan
While tinsels spark on glazed lagoon
Drifting like swan... hammock of moon.
Luna twirls from rush of wind’s scent
As jasmines rise with flamed intent,
Enthralling my eyes as blooms unfurl
In rush of wind’s scent Luna twirls.
Starlight joins with glitters of dust,
On ripples daring to combust...
The passion in my bones, dethroned
From glitters of dust, starlight joins!
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Contest of Andrea Dietrich
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Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2014
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