Sunday, November 1, 2015

Black and White Sunday - A Poem

The moon reappears,
a lover so errant.
A quick glimpse of light,
its deceit not apparent.
It kisses my skin,
soft shimmering light.
Bright promise, a whisper,
uttered only at night.
In a moment it's gone,
cold taking its place.
Autumn's caress assuming its space.
For I could not own it,
it's light held no key
Captured by nothing,
not even by me.


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