By B.K.
Date: 2016 Apr 17
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Always That Moon

The pink moon is rising full
Just like the tree sap
The blooms on all the flowers
All that pollen making my nose itch
My need to listen
To all these love songs
Read passionate love poems
Putting spring back into my step
So I can run as fast as I can
Find a place to hide
As I know it is Amore
That is looking for me again
And I am the biggest fool
For that moaning moon and you
You ole bugger... LOVE!


April Seventeenth, Twenty Sixteen