tagNon-Erotic PoetryMorning Moons

Morning Moons


When the morning moon looks on your face
when the evening Sun shines
bright and clear      
Those eyes reflect the love I have
The lashes sound again,
fluttering and wispy      
harsh and then not
See the little critters run      
a bump rising through the flesh
straight lines and crooked hands      
Take from Me what I hold        
shining and scintillating,
warped and keen as a weighted dart
Dark shades, slow flights        
Hold Me when the song ends      
Hold Me when the skies rend,
Take me with You when the rain sends
soft, wet, melting beneath the feet, moors    
Dappled light , and gloaming waters
Slivers of flesh, smidgeons of thought        
deep into the void      Then to rise again        

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