I think i don't have to
see the supermoon tonight'cause even with a daylight
i could glance at her dim lightand in fact;
she's always been beautifulindubitably enthralling
and exquisitely intolerableall i mean is that;
nothing is captivating as sheneither at the brightest stage
nor at her crescent phasethere is no difference—
she is beguiling regardless
of her sorts of occurrences.27 April 2021
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Poems for Her
PoetryA compilation of poetries from an admirer who wrote a bunch of poems for the girl he adore.