Chapter 2 – How

8 Aug

How can I sleep

When the man I think I love

Holds his eyes open

To the western sun

Has he spoken my name

Today

The last time I saw

Him, his darkness surrounded me

Waking to a fearful heartbeat

And a dream

I rushed away

To this place, where

My moon comes at any hour

Of the day

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