Curve
of moon
past twilight
as Venus glides
near lunar embrace;
nocturnal cosmos swirls
with stardust that drifts closer,
nudges each exhaled breath of light,
dissolves shooting star's track of wishes
etched upon my soul as night fades to day.
Please tell me what you think
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lovely etheree susan...you are so great at these forms...
mally
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wow the form looks like a staircase. that is so cool. I like the poem too. It was very well written and brought a great deal of mental images to mind. Thank you for sharing.
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