Moon

by the moon I sit and leer
as eyes stare and steer

they run and dance her every inch
her form, so gracefully statuesque

painted in lace and less
she smiles awaiting a wrestled mess

impassioned fervor unparalleled
the moons story I do tell

clock's arms crossed in defiance
seemingly his only alliance

sleep: angel in heaven
it now finally quarter past seven

tonight I long for another night so vivid
I'll yearn for passions that once made me timid

ELPH© September 24, 2011



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