All afternoon I have been looking
for a poem that would hold
the coming stars of evening.
Now,
at twilight,
I sense the presence of dreams,
constellations of love
just beginning to rise.
Around the corner
in the next room,
I realize
that you are sleeping,
and already
I wish to kiss
the possibility of full moons
on your horizon.
~William Hammett
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