Moth up Close by Eric Shaffer<\/p><\/div>\n

moving yet beneath the nights light<\/strong><\/p>\n

Wish
\nbe made as it was
\nbecomes quite the timid touch from you
\nbrushing soft my souls shadow<\/p>\n

Yielding
\nthese topologies, a broader way opens
\nthough permanence eludes, passing through
\nthis minor mist of me into that mystic midst of you<\/p>\n

Yes.
\nperpetual torch songs of tomorrow will surely
\nleak resonance back slowly flooding this blued balance
\nmaking temperance a clearer path under foot<\/p>\n

Yet
\nthe belated tread of my own opening heart
\nand the heat of your honest hands truly must
\nlet love stand still within all it might please as<\/p>\n

You
\nso easily light motion on my lips
\nwith a single touch a single sound simple and serene
\nechoing something slippering its way into another past<\/p>\n

Above
\nall quiet this narcoleptic night has teeth
\nand rightly they fold beneath us smiling
\nas though the moon is the only thing moving<\/p>\n

~ Abdul Ben Camel<\/p>\n

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