Just what moonlight needs
to complement its glow,
two starlit smiles
to grace the night
with what they already know...
two voices in harmony,
like a song overheard,
how the lines always rhymed,
like two hands intertwined,
yet cling to every shared word,
all giving and taking,
balanced out without rules,
like the roll of the tides
overtakes and subsides,
leaving behind its reflective pools.
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I love the rhyme structure of this it's one you don't usually see and you handle it so well and do not stoop to trite rhymes like 'moon' and 'june' etc. i think this is one of the better pieces I've read tonight.
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thank you - I try to not overuse the rhyme, and most of my writing doesn't rhyme - guess that means I border on prose...
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