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Loss
Midnight
Lunar ribbons stream from your fingertips
Hidden eyes
Bare skin
Your heart exposed
The truest red
Lashes brush your cheeks
Cold
Lift your arms to the night sky
Lower your eyes to the black field beneath your feet
Offer yourself
Yearn for something more
Ghost
Almost tangible
Disappearing before your eager eyes
She is gone
Lower your arms
Fall to your knees
The night will devour you
Forgive yourself
Dawn is near
