Remixed
It stings just a little
when I bathe in her scent
and memories drip down
like your stilettos
as they slipped off
at the end of our moonlit dream
the archer in the sky
playing tricks
a celestial offering remixed
my offering
your acceptance
the wind howled
or did it roar
I saw it all
in the jade of your eye
pinned against a blue herculean sky
skin to skin
I wake up mirrored in your reflection
and a cheshire grin
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