poetic-outlines: “Slowly, silently now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; This way, and that, she peers, and sees Silver fruit upon silver trees”

poetic-outlines: “Slowly, silently now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; This way, and that, she peers, and sees Silver fruit upon silver trees”

tags: My psycho-sexuality,

from: https://pepelewhew.tumblr.com/post/124746106991