We balance on the edge of the moon. Hanging on to the groove. clinging to the crescent, hoovering above in a static space. Fingertips of thread, slip and fall, plummet into the solar system. We leave our fear with the stars, face the sun, blinded by love. We dance in the sky, sing in the light of the moon, bask in the dawn. Tomorrow is anew. We found love on the crescent of the moon.
Jennifer Calvert Author
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Thank you! Glad you liked it!!
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i want to know,do you keep on writing even if nobody reads it or you want people to read what you have been put on the paper?
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I write because it’s something I love to do, it is so nice to get constructive feedback on my writing. Ultimately writing is a part of me no matter what! 😄
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i have written a poem,will you please take a look..
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When you are in love… Everything is beautiful ❤️
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