Saturday, June 11, 2016

You and I




You and I


You, dressed in snow
within my nocturnal pages,
dancing.
Full moon in the black lagoon.
I, vortex of shadows
curled up on your white lap,
beating.
Alabaster coal seam.
You, pupil of mourning
in the white lead of my eyes,
liquefying.
Obsidian teardrop in the sand.
I, quiet lotus
in the darkness of your sorrow,
opening.
Night pearl petal.


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