In Conversation with the Moon

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You make a canvas
Of my eyes
Moon.

Painting
Murals that only
I can see.

The clouds coquette
Yet so resiliently you stand
My breathe trips over for
Another glimpse
In one unearthly
Gasp
I fumble incoherently.

Why did a mortal
You make of me.
So untidily bound.

Tease!

You cannot paint the
Skies in this celestial hue
And leave me bounding
In the ground.

Look how my
Conscience
Bleeds rainbows
As an offering.

How you take
Every reluctant breath
And turn it
Mist
Around You.

This portal
Turns rain
In anticipation of
The silences we
Exchange.

The madness
Of what’s to be done.
Stay near.
And keep blowing kisses
Into these thirsty ears.
So I can drink your muted
Symphony
And pour music
Through my eyes.

I have missed you.

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