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

Moon lunes

Lunes (5-3-5)

Under a moon in Barcelona

My son dances

I am asleep in California

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Hidden deep inside a house

I lie awake

In the one moonlit spot

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In Hungary they tell women:

To get pregnant,

Sleep with a strong lightbulb

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Where is the moon tonight?

I don't know.

It doesn't watch me either.

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Little girl, flashlight pointed skywards

I frustrate easy

The beam doesn't - quite - reach