Friday 30 May 2014

She always walks in beauty


Across cobblestones paths, amidst the infant night.
She walked in beauty, her face echoed the moonlight

She walked some more, her scent took over the night,
Her face was lit infact by her Samsung galaxy five.

I chuckled to myself, shook my head at the sight,
Today you can be beautiful and make your own moonlight.


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