noontide

it seems indecent to expose
these lines to the common day
like drunks and milky thighs
the light does not belong.
i wander darkened alleys to peer
into closets where, perchance,
she may have left the moonlight
more bearable than the duality
that sets her name atilt and spins
in almost as beautiful a motion
as her legs around the poles.

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Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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