our moons'
               phases are
                        softly colored
                             with blue/orange, or
                                             yellow/purple-
                    they won't rhyme but they look nice
          on palettes predicting parlors.

our moons
        satin and scheming simplex
                 of sweet paradox
         the voice of wine
                                 the scream
            of lipstick, of
   curves nesting for the winter,
               insulating
honey heart.

our moons
    whisper, yawn
                          relax.
         burning in boiling
   stillness.