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no taste’s ever wasted
in embraces full
and true.

with moon’s pale face
my mirror, i catch
each star in
your eyes,

bright but foggy with
fever that halo
hangs on
you,

so pure is love’s light,
and each breath
tastes of
life,

++++

as blue comet blazes
its tail home
to you.

*poem written with my girlfriend, who prefers
to remain anonymous. She dislikes my
writing “that” much! 😉
jk.. i think.

image adapted from art by Drew Bophy at- https://drewbrophy.com/tag/night-scene/