blood moon in poetry

  • Aug. 11, 2017, 3:04 a.m.
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the blood moon lay
so close to the horizon
I could pluck it from the sky
between my two fingers
if I had someone to gift it to
but I do not
so you will keep your tides tonight
so you will keep your usual
arrangement of the sky tonight
still, know that is the only reason why
because I had no one to give it to


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