Saturday, June 12, 2010

the moon spoke to me tonight
she joined me on the path
to nowhere
you know the one i've been
she wondered what colour the sky might be
if we had no names for anything
she asked me what my name would be
and i had no answer
her lips were wet like salty earth
moonbeams on my skin
penetrating, dissipating
she has the patience of a queen
and the temper of a wolf
her light blinds me to myself
yet i look and look again
searching in the creamy folds
of her skin
for me

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