Moko Yromem

Three Fingers Of Moonlight - Poem by Moko Yromem

She was weeping
the cloth brought back from her face
revealing tears
He, with a handful of sand
wondering...where to pour it

In her teeth
his flesh
Howled at midnight
like a fanatic peacock in bloom

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 19, 2003

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

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