Cotton mouthed and shirked
by the night
your light always eludes me
why is it the moon glows
upon your hips like
heathen red? and
the bled of night
escapes through
the black veil
of love.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
#Poetry #Micropoem #Love
The Black Veil
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