Come closer and I will whisper things to you.,
As your charming friend who remembers
the summer bloom in the darkest night,
accompanied with the flirty moon.
Amongst with these scents of the night flowers..
I lift my glass of wine,
I sit and sing as the moon joins me,
and ponders upon the hushed city
Shudder by a man's mischievous dream,
and your absence under... under the moonlight's beams.
Monday, June 1, 2015
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