Thursday, June 7, 2018

Black Sheep

Who are you now?
I can't tell, it must be the change of face.
But how I remember this place,
when I felt free,
you were so radiant.

We laughed and drank in moonlight,
I held you by the pond.
At daybreak you broke away and smiled,
"Thanks, for nothing."

I smiled back and went on my way.

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