March 8, 2020

old light

the black sky is lit
eyes filled with darkness
suns from other worlds
sending you to me

the moon is a cold fire
the blue on everything
carries your picture
intact, into my body

i could photograph you
with sensors and pixels
fresh glistening skin
perfectly captured forever

but i’d rather trust my eyes
heavy with experience
capable of grasping waves
from ages past

your beauty is true in the old light


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