2015 Day 11 – All night

All night
By moonlight,
Counting the breaths –
Death and life
Equal now;
Given and taken;
Hand matching hand
In mirrored tenderness.
Judgement suspended,
Kind amnesia
Lets you forget
Mistakes and failures.
Now there is this
(Passion spent):
Questing fingers
Reaching for
Touch remembered
Until morning’s
Vast separation.
X marks the spot where
Your loving alphabet reaches, finally,

Note: The prompt was to write an abecedarian poem – a poem with a structure derived from the alphabet.


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