Fifty-One. Luna.

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to have and not to hold

 near and farther, still.

you are for me to love and not for me to hold.

tide tied to your light

pull me low and pull me high, still.

you are for me to love and not for me to hold.

Longing, pulsing, rising, falling

my coasts swallowed, this shore crashed

star crossed and night bound, still.

you are for me to love and not for me to hold.

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