22 April, 2016

Egg Moon

I’m not naïve enough
to recite a definition of paradise
But one day all of you
will breathe next to me
and we’ll look at the moon,
gasping together

It’s almost enough
at the entrance
of every memory
carried by every cell

In our current heaven
heavy and dusty,
we burn candles
for one another
and smile
and sigh

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