A poem about the Moonlight. A poem about the Moonlight.

Moonlight poured through my window And reflected to my eyes a sorrow of darkness! Moonlight poured through my window And reflected to my eyes a sorrow of darknes...

She was ephemeral like Moonlight She was ephemeral like Moonlight

And am met with a pair of emerald eyes Carefully studying my complexion I look away A soft ... And am met with a pair of emerald eyes Carefully studying my complexion I ...

I’m sitting under the starry moonlight, Thinking about the dark seas of the night. Whispering ... I’m sitting under the starry moonlight, Thinking about the dark seas of the n...

And the crooning of the morning cock. As the last stroke of the dawn passes by, I wave the wor... And the crooning of the morning cock. As the last stroke of the dawn passes b...