Thursday, March 31, 2016

Moon lunes, even more so

Lunes (5-3-5)

I clomp around the moon
With such force
The moon-below neighbors complain

Hanging from the pointy edge
Of the crescent
I swing crazily in space

I am the moon's lover
He / she / it
Licks me head to toe

The moon howls at me
I snarl back
We are both shape shifters

I hide the hoary truth
In shiny news
The moon reads me scripture

Crouching in your shadowed craters
I trust you
You are bigger than me

Moon moon moon moon moon
Don't leave me

I have followed you always

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