The Moon Shone Through Her WindowA Poem by RelicShe nestled her head like some moonlight sliver on my shoulder. As I plagiarized the warmth of the fading sun, I pulled her against me; my lust rising like mercury. Maneuvering magical motions in shadows, the full moon traced its light on the floor as we rolled on wool woven horses, and the night slipped away without our noticing.
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