Half moon,
Brilliant stars,
The air is brisk.
Sweetheart's warm kiss.
A horse neighs.
Two lovers in the hay.
The coming of fall.
Cool love calls.
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Half moon,
Brilliant stars,
The air is brisk.
Sweetheart's warm kiss.
A horse neighs.
Two lovers in the hay.
The coming of fall.
Cool love calls.
I Like that.
Very sweet, :)
Oh, my lost youth......... Thanks!
your poem has such brevity but is very sweet
I simply love this piece, short but sweet!
It's a bit like Chinese poetry!
cool love calls? Well...that's not very exciting, is it?
What ever happened to hot sloppy love? -- the kind where you have to pull yourself off the floor and brush the hay off your backside before returning to work :D