Love is King

I see the moon but
it sees me not.
I fell dead in love, then
you rose me with the warmth
of your kiss.
From the eyes I shut;
my fate I dream, like a
kite in the wind.

I dream of love

overthrowing the moon
in the still of night.
As though with wealth
I trade love, but no I
stay stealth one eyed,
partially blind to you.
I am one, growing to
love.
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