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Fool Moon

I wanted to  
kiss you,  
Fool Moon.

Blood-crazy,  
needle nerves  
prick along my spine--
electric wire  
conducting affect.  

I wanted to  
hold you,  
Fool Moon.

Warm honey shoulders--  
hands tracing,
grasping,  
reaching toward  
co-creative imminence.

I wanted to  
rest in the shadow,  
Fool Moon.  

I wanted to  
dance in your luminescence.
Written by kahlokoala
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