Half Moon

This morning I found a half moon of sugar
left in the sugar dish
and I thought about the way
you are the one who reminds me
to look up and see the moon
as it glows in the sky.

You, the one constant,
lifting my eyes
over and over
to see what is just before me
or just above me.

You, the one that brings so much sweetness
to this perfect life we built
on the rubble of my childhood.

Thank you,
my perfect half moon,
my beloved.

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