~ Tuesday, April 26 ~
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i’m chasing the colors that follow you

with grace like the shadows that swallowed what i knew

they’re slowly feeding — eyes closed but knees aren’t kneeling

replaced by the logical seedling

you came first, but now i’m leading

a moon moving us as it does the oceans

and so it is that we’ve set something in motion

Tags: moon poetry eyes colors kneeling
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