On a crescent

Swooned

You have me
Hanging high
From where the moon steals the sun
Strung up by emotions
Like the rush of lightning
From where the earth is still

Fireflies make out my name
Then fade into the dark corners
Stars perch on eyes
The channel of their glow
There you have me swooned
At nigh

Vera

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