new moon

when you fell into my sky
it was purple and orange
it was blessed with yellow flowers and honey bees
there was no need to command attention
when you fell out of my sky
it was dark, sheer, and damp with regret

i wish i could write about the way
your skin was warm velvet
your hair left its scent on all my pillows

i buy the yellow flowers
i tell the bees to go back home
i look away from the moon
when it commands my attention

there’s not a minute I don’t miss
the hope you gave me
that love was real
and I was capable

khatama

M.

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