This young fawn
Who saunters along the town
Soliciting her slender compassion
Month in, year round
Has known tall, dew doused forests
And the moon has made
Her skin quite fair
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
This blog will mainly be featuring all of my poetry and only rarely will I blog about my daily life. All that you need to know is within my poetry. :)
No comments:
Post a Comment