Lost

I am in love with fushia sky
silver moon caressing emerald mantle
mist on earth’s skin long forgotten
over stone well’s lost divinity
and the mystery of her voice

Oh, I shall be eternally lost for it
like the comet dreaming of constellation
and no nearer being pinned to the sky
than a glint of sand
to the roof of heaven

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