Poolside Conversation

Did you see the moon fall asleep?
Great lunar eyes closed tight
The bald mountain peak about to leap
Lightless night envelopes everything
Black sheets together bind
As we have our poolside conversation
Soul to soul, mind to mind
No words from our mouths.
Is that blue?
Only one man in the dark
Is that true?
I’m talking to the me in the pool.

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