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a hazy moon
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Astronomical Poetry I left a place in time
that commingled
in the fields
of greed.
Where a mere sliver of betrayal
creates like a shot
the evaporation of significant
spirit.
Her open palms
slid across my skin
a suggestion undignified and unimpressive.
Her slick harbor was
disapproval
there was no cocoon
of euphoric
sheaths.
It was not a place of lace-havened candle light.
No bathes of secret sensuousness.
Only shadows bordered by whispers.
Words perched on her lips but they never jumped over the edge.
I heard only my silently heaved moans.
Moans of masked desire.
Ephemeral truth succumbs to the lithesome phantom.
Behind my closed eyes, there is nothing, other than vague notion.
Lit only by undefined lights.
I clutch at what my soul secretes.
I never look back.
But I can I tell my universe is ever interlaced.
What proof but existence.
It is, what is, is…
It is where strangers accept
the ecstasy of obscurity,
and then,
the consolation of a hazy moon.
another masterpiece!
another masterpiece!