half-moon
of painted shadows
silky eyes squinting
beneath hot desire
burning purple tears
born of endless lashes
you the touchable one
the one who can see art
in black silhouettes
in the tender hope
of dreams unvoiced
you the half-moon
of my slit-eyed heart
declaring yourself
the beloved
the one who has opened
my naive eyes
offering up the seduction
the temptation to be lost
in the silken nearness
of your fevered skin