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smoldering in lunar embers

while a sword rusted
on a dry mound
of cool moss
suffused in moonglow effervescence
stung by aerial starfish

i was smoldering in lunar embers
wondering what her...
trying to remember what her...
skin tasted like

under the endlessness of bright star-flowers
blooming in an interstellar nothingness
as dark as rich black dirt

i was smoldering in lunar embers
wondering what her...
trying to remember what her...
skin tasted like

and when the gray morning murk
was being burnt away
by a celestial rain
of flaming petals

i was ablaze in a solar bonfire
knowing what her...
remembering what her...
skin tasted like

like morning dipped in honey

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