Posted: July 2, 2015 in Uncategorized

Not green, no—
Jealousy is red.
The sun withdrawing
Into cold night alone
Flushes dark,
Resents distant stars,
Forgets her own radiance.
Then in her mirror of moons,
Clouds, and oceans,
Reflection comes blinding:
“Honey, everywhere I go is day.”

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