Silver Words on Burned Pages

by Silver Thread

Moonlust :: Tempest Moon

It's so, so tempting to wander with moonlust

So, so appealing to try to be
As cold, as hard, as desolate,

As dead as thee, as thee

Pray Luna whisk me off to be

A dimple on her muzzle
A piece of the monochrome wanderer

As dead as eyes can see

Author's Note:

Written as I stared at the real full moon on the bus.

Comments

[Somewhere000]

To reiterate, your poems are awesome!