A cobalt moon shimmers between
darkened leaves, while her watery
twin echoes in kind beneath
rippling waves left in your wake.
Moons, Leaves, Ripples - all wave goodbye
to your silhouette as it is absorbed
by the night in the bend of the river.
All wave but I.
Instead, I turn aside and vanish
within my own dark abyss.
Melissa Peeler
Composed: June 1, 2012
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