It was the eve of the reckoning.
The moon shone as a spotlight,
Searching every pine for answers.
They whispered secrets to the night,
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lovely....i perceived this as a poem celebrating the beauty of nature...hope i am right lovely tender and loving lines... quite a word pic too...
-Tongue Tango- In place of being Tongue tied and tangled We mutually fissioned And danced a tongue tango. Orchids and moonlight Baby blue hue Words are our music And papers are ballrooms A glance that will ask... May I have this dance? ... P.X