upon understanding beauty

Oh yes, Yes, I knew
you were the moon
oh-faced and slivering away
night by night until – gone
I pray you back – tomorrow
14 times – again you sang
the old song mouth full
with silent lyrics – a name
perhaps or none at all
but the stars. you leave again
I watch – it is your nature
to be new again

 

 

Sex in the Moonlight

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