#49

He feeds the moon
to her obsidian eyes,
tiny silver mouthfuls;
I wait hungry,
on a dying star,
twist a golden ray
around my
shaking fingers.

Poetweet: Exactly 140 characters long including spaces and punctuation.
April:#21- 13/30

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