My latest attempt at poetry
Waiting for Space- X I love the night, the dark, dark night. Luna blessing with blue-white light. Shining over azure sea. Aqua-tipped foam runs to me. Still shapes with wings tucked ‘til morn. Metallic scent and plaintive horn, Stars slyly winking while satellites hover, I sit in the cool, robe cinched to cover Me –…
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