Beloved
by Cathy Park
Sometimes
in moments like this one
with crickets crisply chirping
and the moon's chord
curled creamy around her dark side
A longing sings out from my heart
stretches across silent starless spaces
then thrums from star to star
loops around the moon
and curves back into my heart
in search of You
Have you passed already
Are you on your way
Or have You been here all along
in the crisp chirping below
and the creamy chord
of the moon above?
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