Gemini moon

 Full moon through trees& the darkness robesme in its stealth. Why does the owlstill cry? Its matehas fled to other fields. Full moon over trees& you in shadow over seadisengaged from becoming. Wrong time, wrong placebreath hovers over lipsthat have kissed too many others. Finished waiting……he wants me, I want peacewho knows what you might wantdo you? Time is running outas I am runningtowards, away who knows?  Again Iask, I watch, I pray : For paradise surelybeckons.

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