Wane with the Moon

Arabian nights cold and chilly with a sudden sand-storm,

Blanket thy flights where snakes and kisses swarm.

This virgin canvas with twinkling stars and a spicy smell

Wanes with the moon of sad feelings, letting out a yell.

Reviews

[junaid altaf]

you made me think and imagine!

[Mariam]

Happy I did) Thx for reading

[junaid altaf]

well come

[Seshat Nidaba]

I always will enjoy your cadence.

[Mariam]

thanks a lot :) Happy you like!