Echos and Sighs
Moonlight defines
the curves
of her waist
Calls
to the lines
of love’s
desire
They turn
as one
in a closed
embrace
Tall grasses
play
like dark
wind’s fire
Stretched out
across
the cold
still earth
As autumn’s
stellar figures
sweep the sky
They reach
across the void
in mutual thirst
exchange
a heated kiss,
a phrase,
a sigh.
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
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