Mockin Moon
The moon seeks to mock me tonight,
Its glow reflecting past times so right.
When love embraced me so tenderly,
When all was never this disorderly.
A time when love was in full blossom,
When my lover leaned against my bosom.
Ohhhh, how I miss him so yearningly,
The touch of his lips on mine so softly.
Love that was with us for but a season,
Ran off love did, left us dry, such treason.
Never again to know his delicate touch,
My desires were stoked, it was indeed such.
I will miss his lips, nibbling on my ear,
Enough reminiscing, for now I feel a tear.
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