The day is a
rope which pull the
clouds away from boundless fountain
engraved beneath
the greenish fields
of baked peanuts.
awaiting its silent
dismissal from natures bed,
sweet the enclosed
foil united with the ragged bow sounded,
"its alright" we said walking on its dashing strokes.
Last Days
Precious Moses
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Poem topics: away, fountain, united, sweet, silent, walking, beneath, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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