Lunette.

by Isabelle   Apr 17, 2007


Her name means the moon,
she is surrounded by the stars,
but yet she is lonely.

She travels the world,
looking for her true love.

Still wishing,
she'd find him,
but the moment just won't come.

Inside of the room,
with the tin roof,
and filled with bookshelves,
on the bed,
lays Lunette in her flowing black dress.

She sits in the attic,
wishing for somebody,
to pick her up,
to just love her.

This poor girl,
needs somebody to hold her at night.

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