Shortcomings

In that moonlit night, 
A nude picture hangout bares
My bemoaning eyes, 
Showing raindrops. 
Soul searching eyes, 
Picking flowers and drinking wines
Haunt me in the valleys of dreams, 
Images that last forever. 
Ripples of beer in thin air, 
I squandered my time. 
Ever the same, 
In that blue horizon
I'll search and wait.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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