A shoal of small clouds
swims in from the East,
close-knit for safety under the
moonlit sky looking like a
pale woman’s thigh in a
fishnet stocking.
A shoal of small clouds
swims in from the East,
close-knit for safety under the
moonlit sky looking like a
pale woman’s thigh in a
fishnet stocking.
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Comments
Oh oh oh! I love the in-line rhyme of ‘moonlit sky’ with ‘woman’s thigh’; that’s gorgeous.