flickering heartsA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
the
moon's missing a few bulbs it only used a quarter's
worth last night but your face still
shone like a silver dollar in my breezy hand
while the trees wept in
smiles as the night shade drew
itself closed and our lips fused
against
what little energy we
had saved to draw in that last
slit of light before our eyes closed.
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Added on January 16, 2016Last Updated on January 16, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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