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Harvesting Moonlight

She sleeps lying on her side
in the bed with the ghostwhite
light flowing through blinds
light swirling in electric eddies
and crystallizing on strands of hair,
influencing her

dreaming of this September Moon,
the lover standing over her
sighing like the sound of light as it seeps
through seams, standing straight as a shaft
of light, she now awake in the night

harvesting the liquid moon
who spills its bounty across
 the landscape
of her spectral skin
sticky as the dew on
a faery's wing
and wet as
the lunar
tide.