I am the new moon’s razor edge
be careful
the beguiling coral fire that burns
at dawn
you know what they say
when something luscious calls
you’ll hear my whisper
close your eyes now step aside
the sidewalks slowly empty
your blood bright as the morning sky
speaks my name
a storm rises with a few words
the work is done no tears no regrets
it is my way and yet
somehow I miss you all the same
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
U.S. Navy photo by Petty Officer 1st Class Charles White
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