MOONLIGHT AND OUR LAST KISS
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Night coils like winding sheets, endless and heavy with longing—
The moon, a pearl of bone, gleams low above the river’s black, glassy throat.
Stars lie still as frozen tears on clouds that loom like ancient crypts,
Their faint light a ghost of warmth we once held in our palms.
My heart beats slow as a tomb bell, bound to yours by shadows and blood;
Each breath I draw tastes of your name, sharp as iron and sweet as nightshade.
Will you seal my lips with a kiss that burns through flesh and stone—
Ere this world dissolves to mist, and I am left to wander our dream alone…
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