i do not know if you read poetry but
Posted by: gadybee on: March 15, 2010
your eyes, your mouth –
waxing and waning crescents,
on the sky that is your face/
on your face that is an entire sky
of the night that comes
in a blink,
in a wink,
in a sleep kept wide awake
when i think.
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