Remained abreast with the damp nights,

the oblique frost sighs, tingling my bleached heart:

your breath is still tattooed in my kiss

but I know I am disappearing into you.

Replicated chills of the past awaken my tears.

Whistles can be heard leaping deep within

as your memories cowed me:

prickles lost in my soul.

I don't know where that unforgiven mirth

lives anymore.

The lovers' moon cried today again.

Karla Bardanza

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