Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Among stars and shadows.

Words and nights= a perfectly poetic collision. 
Words grow in intensity among stars and shadows.

"At night, I open the window
and ask the moon to come
and press its face against mine.
Breathe into me.
Close the language-door
and open the love window.
The moon won't use the door.
Only the window."

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