For the full moon poet

Blackest heart, bereft inside and wonder without sight,

waits in dimmest stardust  for his maiden, made of white

when day and blue have left, romance to the beast and the bright

Then night suspicion, uncontrite, concealed, bold faced, fool grown, 

is vile, only dark, revealed, made into light, by moon rise, right

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