Stealing the Moon

Your fingers catch on the windowsill

Impatient pulse nailing my coffin closed

In the night you creep, the stars spilling

From your lips, our villainous needs wept

Into silk sheets, beautiful only after the

Negatives are exposed. Beautiful when

Our voices collide like earth and sea

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I dream only of your sex of these moments

Interred like fingernails in flesh. I’ll never

Let go of your soul, the way we fit, the way

We dissolve, seamlessly. The sun rise deceives,

Twists our words so delicately into elusion, there

Is no forgiving a faithless moon, let’s love each

Other viciously but only when it’s dark, only

When I am blind enough to believe that love

Binds our limbs. I want to be more than misery’s

Daughter, more than salt, more than a Band Aid

Placed carelessly over a lonely wounded heart

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Warm me in your furnace, make me meaningful,

Make me worthy, just call my name when we rise,

Just call my name like there is no one else at all

I want to be your river, to give you life, to rinse

Away the guilt of too many misplaced consequences

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I am not sure you can discern the influence at all but I was inspired!

I wrote this listening to “Morning Theft”

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