Moon Play

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By Sandwich Massacre

Oh teasing moon -tangos with this globe How the symmetry of two inertias Will deny a yearning touch A libidinous gravity impelled to gaze into wanton eyes Moon, how you hush desires With your crisp blue whispers You play with the heart of the sea As you hide behind hasty clouds They thin like lace and illumine by your breath Till you burst from their curtains And shine a diamond path along the raging waves Oh teasing moon- tangos with chill-bumped skin How the distance between us Obscured by your intensity Revealing the contour of an angelic surface Moon, how you rage like fire In your crisp blue whispers You play with the glow of my eyes As you sweep across the sky You evanesce my consciousness Till I am taken by you And inhale my sight Oh teasing moon -tangos with the night How your sharp radiance Vibrates the life of all things And steals the wake of all things Moon, how you leave me in a trail of your darkness How you leave me in a trail of your stars In the echo of your crisp blue whispers february 17, 2006

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