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And When We Kiss

‘Close your eyes to everything,’
you said.

‘Everything except this moment.
And when we kiss.’

Without a trace of reason
the moon hung low and red in the pre-dawn sky

as if we had dreamt it flawless,
and thought it into existence.

And the still air held the scent of expectancy
waiting for us to show it how to love.

I listened to the tree branches creak
high in the saplings as we sat side by side

eyes wide open to the moment
while everything below ceased to exist.

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