Moonshine (Rotting Flowers)

Moonshine ( Rotting Flowers)

Wandering into the night to meet moonshine,
Greeting me with soft strawberry kisses
She presented me with a bouquet of rotting flowers
The smell of age old sentiment…
She whispered
“Do not be confused my dark knight, everything is more beautiful just before it dies
For this is when we truly appreciate life, and of such beauty you are always worthy
I’m glad that you are in mine”

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