love poem by moonlight
I told you my heart was wrapped in bloody
newspapers, ripe with the stench of
long and brutal battles.
I tried to deny you entrance
when you rang while I was
entranced in the respite,
the invisibility of sleep.
Yet I fell open as you touched me,
eyes melting into eyes,
lips melting into ecstasy.
Your fingertips feathering,
so soft and warm, along my
long parched skin.
I want so to believe again
in two hearts beating wholeness.
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