A Harvest Moon
A Harvest Moon
An autumn moon pregnants the crown,
Love sought fumbles in broad daylight,
Crumbling nightfall as it bears down,
Lovers swoon passion neath twilight.
Amateur all recite blunders,
An autumn moon pregnants the crown,
Leave the invention to wonders,
Adding more verbs than any noun.
First time at love, do not back down,
Or pass the chance for your first kiss,
An autumn moon pregnants the crown,
It sets the scene, for lover's bliss.
As two are drawn, face slightly tilt,
While their lips touch that goes around,
Kindred souls are solidly built,
An autumn moon pregnants the crown.
2020 January 25
*Honorable Mention*
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~~Brian Strand
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