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By B.K. Date: 2016 Apr 17 Comment on this Work [[2016.04.17.20.57.31722]] |
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The pink moon is rising full Just like the tree sap The blooms on all the flowers All that pollen making my nose itch Achoo My need to listen To all these love songs Read passionate love poems Putting spring back into my step So I can run as fast as I can Find a place to hide As I know it is Amore That is looking for me again And I am the biggest fool For that moaning moon and you You ole bugger... LOVE! bk April Seventeenth, Twenty Sixteen |