if only you could see me now

standing here like this

beneath the shaded maple tree

in lonely wet abyss

waiting for the moon to drop

out of the sheltering sky

and crash into this muddy earth

where wounded angels fly

and i who know just how one tastes

and feels in my embrace

would hang that moon above your head

and put love in its place




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