Fire Moon

The shades of night begin to fall,

As the wind whispers its lonely call,

The blood moon now greets the night,

Burning the sky with orange fire light,

A lovers moon, some would say,

Red and Hot, Its time to play.

 

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About lawpoems

From Manorkill, New York, writing is my hobby.
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