Drinking Under the Moon

"Poetry and hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. All you can do is go where they can find you" – A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

I think of you again…

I think of you again, only a little this time.

Enough to feel the atom of thought neutralise me.

Freezing like a frost, only gently, each other part.


Darling, I cannot hold even an ounce of you.

That would require my small heart to stop.

Each primary function of me is given up

to think of you again, even a little.


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