I wrote this while waiting for youA Poem by eglantine
The halite moon
is quieter than the other moons; my eyes reflect its salty gaze. You talk about titanium and teeth whitening methods (strawberries crushed with baking powder). Tonight, the moon is soft, a snake egg left unattended and you are red from too much whiskey. I once stepped on a small chunk of dry ice. At first, nothing, then a demanding, searing burn. I kept walking. You would not recognize the urgency of misting ice; you are never bare-foot. Reader, I've been where you have, tasted the same light. This paper is my palm. Press it against your bare chest, warm it with your heartbeat. Together, we will whiten the moon. © 2013 eglantineFeatured Review
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8 Reviews Added on November 18, 2013 Last Updated on November 18, 2013 AuthoreglantineSomewhere SomeplaceAboutI graduated with my B.A. in English (emphasis creative writing) My ultimate goal is to be the U.S. Poet Laureate and to be a college professor of poetry. I'm a wildflower with a poetic soul. I'm als.. more..Writing
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