Moving Pictures Poem by Moonchild Diva
Moving Pictures
Come out of the picture,
it seems like you can.
It seems like you smile at me
every now and then.
Maybe I'm lonely,
maybe it's true,
I think it's enchantment,
I think I love you.
Come out of the picture,
move into the lee,
my arms are open,
come to me.
A nice poetic imagination, Moonchild. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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5/4/2024 7:22:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Amazing imagination of love makes wise expression of romance.10