It was moonshine
Dressed as
Wine
And by the end
Of the night
I could’ve sworn
I saw how wonderful
Our star looked
Out from the universe,
And It was
So beautiful,
I cried.
Feminist, Writer, Cult Classic
It was moonshine
Dressed as
Wine
And by the end
Of the night
I could’ve sworn
I saw how wonderful
Our star looked
Out from the universe,
And It was
So beautiful,
I cried.
I’m torn between telling you how lovely this poetry is (as always!) vs. saying, “Did someone say….moonshine?!” 😉
LOL I could use a bit of moonshine, thank you!
You and me both!! 🙂 That stuff is delicious (the “apple pie” kind, anyway).
You weave magic! 💖
thank you:)