Sometimes, Love

sometimes the moon looks like a giant orange
dancing just above the hill tops
but it’s still just the moon.

sometimes love —

sometimes spring comes early, 
all the ice melts
but it’s still winter.

sometimes love —

sometimes, waking up, the dream is still around you
and it still lives, for a moment.
but it was still just a dream.

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