October

October
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October
The waxing moon is
Stark against the
Blackness of the night
I turn my cheek
To feel the dripping light—
For love, I have no cure
No drug to hold back death
This potion-stain of life has drained
The moon to whet my flesh—
And night, so gently coming
Settles down upon the earth
Little hands like pale crustaceans
Crawl upon the flooded turf
And, like sunlight’s furtive sister,
Moonlight paints the world anew—
Dark October,
Strange and deadly,
Pray that none can bottle you!Category:Catalog
~~~~Mithril Tinu