Speaking In Moon

Memories made
A wordless vow
Like a stooped old man’s shuffle
Across my brow

Hours of lips
Like lace intertwined
Made me deficient
A minus sign

Spun in the sun
And late afternoon
Recited on stars
Speaking in moon

Have come here again
In need of review
Memories made
Me kissing you

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