I wanted to ask you
about Hesperus and early
mornings like this in the North
where the brightest star
is a talisman and a crimson lake
floats on a faraway sky
I wanted to know how
you slept and if your dreams
were white clouds trailing over
distant mountains and if your hands
held blossoms or snow
I wanted to tell you
that on countless walks
I have gathered these gifts-
leaves, pebbles, a melted
moon and three leftover kisses
from a picnic on the dunes.
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