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Moonlight

top shelf of my heart

Left of childhood memories

right of my regrets 

I packaged that love and sent it on its way

In it, minuscule universes, moments in stilled time

May others drink from the wells it touches

Or watch it go by on a starry night

Or crutch on it the evenings contempt bleeds onto the dinner table

May i see it palpitate in the shadow of lovers dancing

May you sense it as the lukewarm water comforts your hands

May we be felt in the embrace

Of those in love as they go to sleep

After all

What is love that is not given 

To the world to share

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