Lucky Day A camping trip deep in the month of June, the two of us came here without a care; under the stars there sang a single loon as my true love released her flowing hair. The need within her eyes outshone the moon it…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Lucky Day A camping trip deep in the month of June, the two of us came here without a care; under the stars there sang a single loon as my true love released her flowing hair. The need within her eyes outshone the moon it…