moonbeams dance on my pillow this unknown summer night venus blooms like cereus in an ebony sky a hushed wind carries My dreams to you I pick up my pen...
moonbeams dance on my pillow this unknown summer night venus blooms like cereus in an ebony sky a hushed wind carries My dreams to you I pick up my pen...
yaskhan 
Lovely 😀
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Thank you
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Lovely! Who can’t love moonbeams and dreams?
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Thank you 🙏🏼
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wistful lament, very visual.
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🙏🏼
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Absolutely gorgeous. “venus blooms like cereus”. Absolutely beautiful.
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Thank you.. I can’t find your blog .
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Ah, strange! I am very new to wordpress, but here it is: https://artenzhin.wordpress.com
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Oh ! I found that but didn’t know it was you. Thank you.
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oh! I remember I saw these beautiful words and I think I commented them… I see now that are old words… why don’t you offer us new ones here?
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Check my blog.
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Enjoyed this!
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Thank you 🙏🏼
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“unknown”; I like it
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Thank you.
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I don’t usually leave comments, because they are generally spammers who copy-paste hoping you’ll like them back. But I do like your sense of meter and the bit of allusion you use.
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Thanks, D. I so appreciate your comment.
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I love this, reminds me of Mina Loy.
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