they spoke,
whispered words,
the stars.
Shook the earth.
The moon
carefully crept
through creeks of the
dark door.
softly spilling
into the room
onto his lap
as he sat quietly
listening to the night
softly sing.
to be read aloud. HAHAHA.
i forget what this tool is called, but its when you use the same sounds for words (not exactly rhyming. like "softly sing". so its sounds nice. HAHA :-j yeah )
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isn't that called alliteration? haha. i love you blog and your poems! i write poetry too and it's the same-ish to your style.
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