I’m reading The Love Poems of Kenneth Patchen, number 13 in the Pocket Poet Series. The final poem in the book is entitled, The Are Not Many Kingdoms Left.
The first line: I write the lips of the moon on her shoulders. . .
And the last line: O cold beautiful blossoms of the moon moving upon her shoulders.
So I leave this teaser to you, now you go discover the beautiful love poem that is written between the first and last line.