2.25.11 – 1.42

when i watch the moonlight leak
through cracks in the blinds and shutters
and i feel the heat rise like fog
up my shoulders and spine

that buzzing at my temples and
that sigh stuck at my throat
that slides down my tongue and
filters through my lips

is you. and can only be you.

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