ride the moon and back


you cushion my falls
like a pillow
of finely ground murano glass,
with the voice of rustling leaves in october
crackling and shimmying underfoot.

your glass is my sand of world’s beaches,
where coloured lights we make break the dark,
warmth engulfing the contours of your body,
nectar flowing freely from the cup. 

so know 

it is for you,
i ride the moon and back,
hair flowing on the rising morning tide;
for all the nights you let me cry in the pillow
made from the ground pieces of your heart.

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7 responses to “ride the moon and back

  1. very good. I really like the opening and closing stanzas

  2. moondustwriter

    Oh the pain of those ground crystals of glass – poignant and deep my dear

    always the best comes from you!!!

    Love from the Moon

  3. love the imagery of riding the moon with hair flowing. . .beautiful.

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