Saturday, November 8, 2014

Full Moon on a November Morning

full moon,
4 am,
bright November morning,
Jack Nicholson and Hell’s Angels,
playing on television,
writing words as they come,
words that will be long gone,
by the light of day;
I think of you,
holding you,
being with you,
making love to you;
one night,
one moment,
one chance;
gone forever;
loving you,
is like loving the wind,
unreachable,
untouchable,
here today;
gone tomorrow.
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