travelling along the veins
the moon looking over you
as wise as can be as he
knows the value of distance
the distance between words
between you and him
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the sieve and the sand 
Oh dear.
Well Hugo, my comment is going to be a bit strange and I apologize, but I kind of found this poem of yours slightly erotic. And I am not even drunk, maybe i may have just channelled Anais Nin …
One more trivial observation is that I usually think of the moon as a she, I guess the logic behind that assumption is that she is round, go figure …
Again I am totally sober, we sweaarrr
Of course not.