A Lunar Thing

The full moon and I
were together
last night.  Now

darkness has
only just settled,
and the pale ball

climbs the black
branches between
my curtains.

I am weary,
wondering,
will we be spending

the night together
again?  There is no
point in wondering
,

the ardent moon
teases, I will
not tell until

the candle
burns down
and the fish

hang still
in the
castle.

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