The chilly air tastes a little bitter,
spiced by the silver light of crescent moon
and blinking stars continually titter
this endless night in June.
Tag: moon
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For Yana
Have a sip of home brew.
Tell me all about you:
what you feel and what you think,
would you like another drink?
Give a cheer, shed a tear
– we survived another year.
Tell me of your loves and hates,
what is past and what awaits.
Dream in light of winter moon
shining into this cocoon.
We can hide from wind and storm
here – cosy, snug and warm.
