CB (May 3,1962 / United States)

Nightbird Song

I miss the love we had-
Twisted sheets in the middle
Of both of us
Twined limbs until I forgot
Which part was
Me and which was
You. We hurried to reach
An understanding
Finish, and to
Let the nightbird
Steal our song.

by Charlotte Ballard

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