Midnight

half moon

Christina Strigas

Throw me some words
and I will swing
them out off my elastic brain.
Inhale me like a cigarette
only blow out the parts
of me
you
do not like. My love
is like the sun
and moon, combined
with all its
complexities and power
to shine
to burn.  My skin
on fire.

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