Moonlit picnicA Poem by PennywriterMoonlit picnic I Saw you walkin’ On the street, Dark An’indiscreet. How sweet You looked to me Could Barely see your hair, Black as lace Under The lamppost’s Stare. Come to me, Your eyes Were tellin’ me, Come and see Through my Disguise. Lips Like cherry, A Spanish Accent Called me, Mi Amor. A smile Of brandy, A Lady to Make me happy That’s What it’s gonna be. Come to me, Your eyes Were tellin’ me, Come and see Through my Disguise. Drivin’ Through the city, Drivin’ Through The country side Hell, you took me for a ride. Sandwiches and brandy, A private Picnic, Honey, you looked happy As a witch Could be. Come to me, Your eyes Were tellin’ me, Come and see Through my Disguise. The moon rose At midnight, For a fright I’ll remember Forever, My Voodoo flower. Hair on My skin, Teeth kissing My neck That’s how frightful It feels to me… A warewolf… That’s what she was, A warewolf Just… for me… © 2020 Pennywriter |
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1 Review Added on June 15, 2020 Last Updated on June 15, 2020 Tags: Writerscafe-Moon-picnic AuthorPennywriterNew Delhi, IndiaAboutGreetings writers of all sorts! My name is Sikandar Marwah. I love writing stories as well as sketching, which is my hobby. more..Writing
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