Moonrise
by joetwo
Moonrise over a tired city
The day of work is done
The denizens of the night emerge
Free to spread their havoc
Unleash their foul mischief
While we all sleep
After moonrise over the city
If is no longer ours anymore
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Beautiful, Joe!
Thanks a lot Lauren.
They say night is a different world here on Earth. Love this, especially: “The denizens of the night emerge || Free to spread their havoc”
Thanks! Glad you liked it