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Moonstruck

Moonstruck

We are so close my love, 
     that on certain dark days
we set each other aflame
     exploding like aerials that
quickly burst then dissipate
     leaving vapors of remains
that the wind blows away.
     As quickly as our arguments
ignite, they are over in a flash
     and we are reminded of the
explosive power of the new moon.
     We go to separate rooms to cool
and recoup from the intensity
     of opposites drawn by each 
other's flame unable to keep from
     a combustible explosion on days
when the dark and moody moon
     seems to delight in our conflict.

12-6-18
 
 

Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong

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