Saturday, August 06, 2016

The sky

This sky with her moon
may have clouds playing games
often hiding this luminous crescent
in a slow ballad of the night

But your presence?
I am addicted to it
Its slowly consuming me
Every moment
Like those nights
Devouring children of light

My only assurance
is that you are vast
and probably as infinite
As my love for lost maps

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