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I.
Shadow dances
With light
Partners — unheld

II.
My web
Is wide stretched
Thin
Barely enough to hold
But it is home

III.
Your sky
A wide black
Holding space
For your glow

IV.
I spin for you
Under you
Lit by you
And home is still
Thin

V.
How high
Is the moon today
A shotgun’s scatter
A stone’s throw
A tiny thing’s hope

VI.
Today
Isn’t a metaphor
It is for kissing
The only solid we have
Spin this web
Be caught
Glow from the inside

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