on that night
I forgot my undershirt at the base of your bed
I forgot all that came before you
on that night
the moon was eclipsed by the earth
it was dyed a Mars crimson
but we missed it
quite heedless and free
these moments were lost
amidst the green flowered fields of your sheets
"this night air reminds me of summertime stargazing"
I'd say as if recalling a season
we've not yet shared
on that night
the whiskey essence on your tongue got me drunk
we listened to vinyl and each other
and began
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