Crescent Moon

by JHN   Oct 21, 2010


Hey! She sung the lullaby in my mind,
In every gaze in the shadows like mines,
That blows away the kiss mark of alibis,
To ensure that I will not passed you by.

Look! This light can brighten your fright,
And smell the chamomile to feels right,
Her glance shivered my coldest night,
Until she define her crescent to hold on tight.

Oh! Stars at night seems to be my chance,
So blissful hours of luring your feet to dance,
She loves the moon as I adore the ambiance,
I look at her to sign the love like fragrance.

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