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The moon and I
In between the white cratered moon and I
invisible souls fly taking my cold breath in
the star covered night and I feel the soft wet
licks upon my bare skin by the moist winter
air and every night the moon deflowers me
invisible souls fly taking my cold breath in
the star covered night and I feel the soft wet
licks upon my bare skin by the moist winter
air and every night the moon deflowers me
Published 2nd Feb 2020
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2nd Feb 2020 11:05pm
She reflects her light and embracing me tight, through thickened times in this loose held mind, a beauty meant from beyond the heavens sent...love your dedication to the moon
3rd Feb 2020 3:49am
3rd Feb 2020 6:15am
I can relate to this, I have short naturistic walks in my backyard pre dawn - a full moon and a wintry breeze a combination to be out in. Love the poem.
14th May 2020 9:20pm
This is dreamy and sultry, filled with emotion it leaves us aching for more.
Excellent write.
Excellent write.
18th Feb 2021 5:30am
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- Edited 9th Apr 2022 5:45am
11th Aug 2021 1:55pm
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