-
full moon
in a sequined cloak
one eye open
in the smoke
hiding in
a bit of lace
a coquettish fan
over your face
all golden
are your
dripping beams
through my window
birthing dreams
all through the air
the darkness stains
leaving dust
as its remains
drowsy now
the lullabies
bring that moondust
to my eyes
night
he slumbers
in the day
but he's now snoring
where he lay
all yawning now
the poems will keep
I'll join with night
in restful
sleep
SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/21/2016
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 2:11 AM UTC
-
full moon
in a sequined cloak
one eye open
in the smoke
hiding in
a bit of lace
a coquettish fan
over your face
all golden
are your
dripping beams
through my window
birthing dreams
all through the air
the darkness stains
leaving dust
as its remains
drowsy now
the lullabies
bring that moondust
to my eyes
night
he slumbers
in the day
but he's now snoring
where he lay
all yawning now
the poems will keep
I'll join with night
in restful
sleep
SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/21/2016
