I have talked with the moon

i have talked with the moon,
promised to shine in the bench by the river,
where you and your partner read my lines,
i maybe far or have gone,
in the reflection of my many stars,
cool water whispers wonderful words,
as you hum the sonnet i made long time ago,
when the moon rest in the rippling water,
the smoke rises from the bonfire i made,
gone in the altitude of nowhere,
leaving only the remnants of my many kisses,
entrapped in the pages of closed poem book,
my gift to you, yesterday

poem by Crisante Igama
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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