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23 December 2008 @ 06:31 pm
inconstant moon  
for fire does in this life light
your face in its softness
arising through folds of quilted cotton
one side to the fairy flame
the darker side to me
i ask you to turn and tell me what you see
but the shadow doesn't turn with you
so wanes the light
then crescent
then silhouette
then eclipse
and the annulus whispers
come to me