moon batchelder - Why, Then

why, then,
when the skies are opened
nothing seems to clear?
or night when falls,
remains unbroken,
tho sudden stars appear?
and why
this hearts desires unspoken,
soft upon the grass,
like dew are,
-yet insidious
as unknown shard of glass?

moon batchelder

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