Chapter 3 of 35

Moonstruck

Metrical Scribbles24 words~1 min read

Moonlight

above me,

My mind’s haywire,

oh dear why?

This heart

is beating,

With

three am

thoughts

hunting.

And

this love,

is a

moonstruck.

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