Moonlight faces peer at each other
Through glasses that always get in the way.
The stars that bounce in the eyes of each
Reflect the dainty beams of day.
Hands so different in size,
Held together by loneliness
Aphrodite has already blessed.
Two heartbeats sound through the night.
Two heartbeats are found through the night.
Breathing becomes minimal
Consciousness becomes optional.
The swirls of the Milky Way
Cannot compare to the twirls of lips
Arms, hands, and hearts as they trip…
Moonlight faces peer at each other
Through foggy glasses and smiling eyes
Words too fragile to be spoken
Will one day be wordlessly realized.
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