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our own half moon

alone she lets me lie
upon her with my eyes
only the half moon hearing
talk of testing fate
experiments in faith
late into too soon morning

tomorrow may be all we have
for all we know tonight
undercover of our very own half moon
tomorrow may be all we have
for all we know
for all we know

so lustrous and lithe
her intervening eyes
in the half moon light
intended best betrayed
close knit but fairly frayed
turning up unraveled 

she draws me out like blood
a wordy whirling flood
rising with the tide
withholding holy smiles
out sacrilegious smiles
extol evicted virtue