Sunday, September 30, 2012

how i know


Night brings the moon
waking me gently as it reaches
through the slats of the window blind
and presses carefully against my cheek
and at my eyelids
with all of the weight of a whisper.
I wake enough to know that we lie together
restless and still
tangled in breathless distance.
This is how I know what the moon dreams.

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