Full Moon

The Writing Hut

Floating like a  feather in the air
The moon rays fall upon us
I was such a fool
Let everyone use me like a tool
But now I look at the moon
The full moon
You were there
Smiling in my arms while I whispered something in your ears

Written by Srdjan Solkotovic

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