Singling out the silver sky
wine droplet crystallizing in
the bottom of your glass forgotten
a mirror-room where people leave
when you enter and enter
when you leave cushions undented
covers unmessed in that upstairs bed
where we lay each woven in
the warp and weft of the other’s limbs
cries of migrating geese filtering
down from the graying overhead
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Image: Pixabay
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