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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Moon Beams

she found her 
and offered her 
her cup to drink from 
and filled it with 
her love 

He found him 
and offered him his wine 
distilled by his love 
and brewed basement 
and they both 
drink out of love 
on a bed 

they found each other 
they paint each other’s 
sun 
on gray days 
they cover each other 
from the cruel night 
and count the stars 
in the sky at midnight 
and kiss with each 
shooting stars 

and the moon blesses 
them with his 
beams of light 
for the world 
the moon does not judge 
but he loves the world 
just as well as they love 
each other

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