November 23rd, 1999
Moonlight
The moon peers out from in between
(slightly parted clouds)
like a timid girl
emboldened,
looking out from behind the curtains
to see the handsome stranger
at the door.
The wispy drape kisses her face
softly,
like parted lips
upon the velvet sky.
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