~ Selene ~


 

                         Lasting gliding full moon arching through oak limbs,                                                                               slowly entering earth horizon swelling round till longing night peaks.
                        Moon comes upon your horizon, nights long breath exhales day peeling apart this between.                        Your limbs a pale shimmer of creamy glowing light. Selene, your tracings coat the curves of your embrace, arching upward emersed with glowing sighs that melt places untouched by earth, beneath purrs of chatoyant moonlight.
                        Sweet blending taste swirl into your parted gaze, filling your silhouette.                                                     A breath expired lifts embrace filled within a halo of shimmering pulsing ripples,                                                    moments infinite ring this dance bathed. Become between,                                                                                      rhythmic untwined fingers shutter with the breeze which enters between, parting brushing the blush milky of you.
                       “Moonlight”  your breath pronounces, a murmur beckoning for more.                                                       As this moon settles lower, outlines a coal of night, white merging into earth,                                                                 your light awaiting fullness while inhaling the swirl of me.

 

Harmony

Harmony

This is all in our memories
our bodies mutable and real
Coax it out of me
call the stars settling their dust upon this earth
To be melded with our flesh there,
many memories are blended
Cocoon, our seed dormant
till evocation of two meet
Pluck a cosmic harmonic
just as simple, being in our bodies
vibrating as one within earth
Rekindle the old ways
Kindred with a distant star
kindred in a whisper
kindred in the wind
Within this spin of earth
lucid a thought, where distance becomes constellations
here beside both places at once
map of memory pulled within another
go to that secret place, where
a thousand stars hold you upon their sand
adorned cocoon coaxed from sleep

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