Nocturnal Longings

A mouth working soundlessly
as a landed fish begs wordlessly
for water's sweet relief,
pleading for air that drowns
This sun, a life-giver that kills,
as scales reflect the blazing starlight
It expires without a whimper

And behind that deadly lifestar
the gentler moon waits in daylight,
A silver ghost begging for darkness
A lunar mirror of borrowed brilliance
and temporary light
Always waiting for her moment
to shine without another's strength
Always only half alive, half herself
and half of something else

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