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Moon over Aphrodite

Constellations brighten while planets light the in-between. Lifted above the evening, the crescent begins to sink, but one luminary guides his journey from underneath. Close witnesses advance- partners who will never touch. A dance defined by the ages; the passion of unanswered love. Except one glimpse remains enough to spend forever on the run. Forward, backward glide both along the arc- moved out of sync. A few nights a year, at least, each follows the other’s lead. Course beyond the lovers’ grasp but never too far from reach.

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Date: 3/19/2020 3:27:00 AM
Thank you for your consideration. If there are no more comments, this poem will be taken down April 4th so I can keep a rotation of creativity flowing here. I would hate for you to get bored of me ;) Have a great and wonderful day!
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