Half a moon.
Oh sweetheart I don't begin.
A starless night but kisses by the pocketful:
Thee and I like love and rain.
Half a heart.
Rather the constellations in your eyes than above
It’d set sail to find.
Thy and mine touch like snow and blaze
Half a flirt,
The only real real I've even known-
The upstate escape
And the stories that unfolded behind the clouds.
Half souls- his and my,
Treacherous times and troublesome hands;
He a flirt with half moon lit face and
The liquor to fill my heart.
Juillet Daylight
"For me to free my unspoken, for thou to seek beneath the ink- thy names. Dearest for thee to wonder love." I'm Juillet Daylight, a poet, a daughter, an uranophile, and someone who smokes on words and gets high on lofty thoughts ;)
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