Between you and I
Is a moon-sliver
We wish to nurture it,
You and I
A pregnant sigh,
A questioning glance
...and the sliver is broken
The shadow of a stray thread
from your raiment whispers on its skin
...its body rustles
In the embers of our silences
The sliver is warmed
Dreams awaken, unbeknownst,
And colour its body with many hues
Some of your words, and,
A few of my caresses fell
by the wayside and melted away
The sliver disliked this
We understood
We drew each other closer
And the moon-sliver melded into our bliss
And as distances dissolved
And the koal night coalesced
It wore dew-beads and ecstasized
The bashful sounds of unpractised abandon
we spilled into the night
The moon-sliver listened
and laughed within your lap
And my bosom
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