Posted by  Been
June 5, 2004


Forbid visions in this dark

close pressed lover

arms twined right around me

clasped behind

my back to the window

The full moon glares through the glass

shimmer indignation pooled

on our flesh

for every lonesome vigil kept

When your eyes close

you wander far from this bed

grass prickling under bare foot

midday daredevil

I watch you smile

forbidden to follow

the moon can never hold the sun

Kiss me goodbye

and rise

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