Animus and the Sunlit Moon

animus stood beneath
the bright and watchful
sunlit moon
yearning to touch her face
staring with soulful intent
to etch her features deep
that one day all he’d see
is her visage staring back
and he would be lost
to the umber glow
that bathed his being
delightfully so

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