The Fox and the Moonthe fox plays his flute on a bench beneath a willowThe Fox and the Moon
while the moon she smiles for miles and miles –
she's been away a couple days but still he plays –
sweet tunes lacing melodies in darkness
for the babes, ducks floating on ponds he peers over the fawns
the speckled backs his tune carries on –
as he awaits dreaded dawn his lover's face sinking
with his heart blessed her sullen smirk dissipating –
song of the lark &
Dreamshore Blue
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çekilebilirsin sebastian.
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