Friday, June 9, 2017

"The Poet's Corner..."

Full Moon
Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann

On your lips still glows, the longing
You have my love letters;
Against the window you have thrown it.
From the artificial mirror 
Screams your face.

I saw him
He was hanging from the tree;
I had watched him secretly
"The Full Moon"
From the rooftops, they fell like snow, the white pigeons.
I was there,
In your garden, I was
Moonstruck after you with holey shoes.

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