Beneath A Misted Moon, a poem by John Drudge at Spillwords.com

Beneath A Misted Moon

Beneath A Misted Moon

written by: John Drudge

 

Remember
When we walked forever
Every day
And never tired of it
Remember
When you kissed me
Just because the Eiffel
Turned gold
And remember that time
We walked to the café
On the riverfront
Where we danced light
Across the misted moon
And my heart
Fell into you

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