Moonburning

The Moon warms

tonight

like the Sun.

Its light runs,

rivers,

flowing on,

rivulets

that touch

me deeply.

So cold,

Moonburning,

pallid skin,

reflects the

glow.


© CGT, 2018.

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Obol is a poet and an infrequent writer of prose.

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