“in a dream” by Elizabeth Kilcoyne

the whisper of you slipped
out an open window at sunrise
before i opened my eyes.
the white underbelly of the moon
hung above us, cast off quilt
and quiet         breathing
the pale steam of morning rising
from the mirror lake of sky.

-Elizabeth Kilcoyne

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