Poem - Pages Of A Famous Silver Pool
Call me up.
Call me down.
Calm me up.
Calm me down.
Thanks to you beautiful.
I won't die a fool.
You looked so beautiful.
When I found you glistening under the lakes of a silver Moon.
I obey you so obediently now.
I know how the beach feels, when the waves crash upon the shore.
I am the never still coastline, that moves so inconspicuously.
Like the fingers that turn the pages of a book, that was waiting to be read, for a million years.
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