Your blue moon irises graced the skies tonight.
The lunar lady swelled up her hopes and aspirations
so that your eyes could overwhelm the night stars.
There is a gentleness that the world
does not often see from you
when you allow your pupils
to contract around your apprehensions,
but then again, you are a creature of rarity.
Friday, January 1, 2010
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