thrills of breaking rules

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moonlight

drips milk on branches

and warmth dissolves into the clouds

painted into permanence

by tall trees


I wonder how you'd see

moonlight on trees

if you were with me.


hold my hand

and I'll keep you warm.

Imagine stars behind chimney curtains

and suddenly the sky

dances.


we're ascending and I can't

help but put your arm around me;

I don't want the wind to split us.


leave

him on earth

and come with me, please

we'll dance like

the sky.


I can see what the branches wrote

and i know i will dream of you tonight

I'm excited to fall asleep.

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