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Full Moon

Saturday

By PJayPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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I saw her on Saturday,

I wanted time to not move and stay.

It was a full moon that night,

Her eyes where so bright.

She makes my heart beat fast,

Wanting every moment to last.

Her black hair,

A soul that’s rare.

Her lips soft like a rose,

Wanting her so close.

She doesn’t know how she makes me feel,

A woman that is honest and real.

The way she speaks to me,

Her conversation is as deep as the sea.

Her vibrant spirit I admire,

Her energy powerfully transmits fire.

She doesn’t know how much she inspires me,

I want the world to see what I see.

Meeting her is a gift,

She will always be my bliss.

I saw her on Saturday,

I wanted every second to last longer that day.

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