I, Luna

Shiver

‘neath the ebb and flow of a tide,

your water-bitten skin

off-blue

dripped in night’s inkwell.

 

Lay under her

and she’ll have seen the sun once,

warmer shoulders parting waves,

two eyes wide like cities

blanketed by stars,

 

breathing the same sky,

but in search for clearer seas.

She washes over you,

this

rose-tinted moon,

 

and half-light at dark

in Earth-spun sleep,

she’ll carry you from the shore

to set you free,

let you leave

like driftwood on the ocean.

 

for O.

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3 thoughts on “I, Luna

  1. Your spilled ink utters a profound romance. Maybe it’s only limited to fragmentary life and/or innate freedom. But, surely there is a hint of love within. Bravo- you are an accomplished one!! -Lok

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