Full of Full Moon

Did I wear you out?

Tire?

Burn?

If you had screamed,

“ENOUGH!”,

would I have listened?

For I was full of 

full moon, 

bursting with everything,

I was able to feel:

the discoveries,

the exultation,

the panic,

the hurry up before it’s too late.

Now,

time begins its

holy descent,

through a body,

aching with contented resignation,

knowing that all I ever wanted,

was, 

to share it all,

with,

you.

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