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Today in early morning
Smokey blue sky
Only one bright star to see
Searching for my moon
Where is she, unexpectedly
right above me
Gave me a smile
I stand still
Almost half moon I greet
Watching me and the star afar.




Shell ✨🐚
Part of my life. Daily routine. Searching for the moon.
Flowers will bloom in battlefield mud
amid army boots and battlefield blood
a robin will chirp on a battlefield wire
joined by others in a battlefield choir
except for the camps
where no bird will sing
the silence of ugly is a terrible thing
Agile and sleek,
lurking in the deep.

Eyes of rarest gem's
shine in the dark of night.

Black and slim
scratch and sniff,
bathing in the sunbeams
of mornings wake.

Black lady undercover,
luxurious coat like
black velvet and the
softest fur.

Living in the window
seeking comfort with
glaring beauty, and green
eyes like emeralds shine.

My neighbors black cat
she's a beauty and a luxurious
display of expansive coat's
and gem's greener than the
oceans edge.
Todo tu cuerpo tiene
copa o dulzura destinada a mí
Cuando subo la mano
encuentro en cada sitio una paloma
que me buscaba, como
si te hubieran, amor, hecho de arcilla
para mis propias manos de alfarero.
Tus rodillas, tus senos,
tu cintura
faltan en mí como en el hueco
de una tierra sedienta
de la que desprendieron
una forma,
y juntos
somos completos como un solo río,
como una sola arena.
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