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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