On an August afternoon

you played that familiar

doo wop tune

 

Stalling, foreseeing the

labyrinth ahead, deciding

to swim in sound instead

 

Finding a glow

a pearl, hidden treasure

built from the world’s pressure

 

Every night dream

visions, seeing and

holding you in them

 

Child of the moon

I’ll be patiently

Waiting for it to

Turn blue

¿Pensamientos? (thoughts)

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