The Moon and the stars

Poetry Poem The moon bright white full and large sinking so low close to the horizon, wispy cloudy night, a large tree close to you with twinkling sparkles amongst the leaves

Night crisp air
Wispy hair tickling the wind..
The Moon
reflected his face so close,
I could pull silvers around my fingertips
and touch them to my lips.

One lick and I am drunk on him.
Defenselessly open to his caresses,
his sweet scent, his smile
His breath in me..
Nakedly drinking deep draughts
of liquid Moon down my throat
like a babe latched on a milking breast
slaking an unending thirst.

Stars whorl around us
pooling in our eyes
reflecting and refracting
a kaleidoscope of memories
as I lay down on him,
entwined in Remembrance,
pregnant in Ecstasy.


Published by Rafia Bilkis

Someone just like you— living the living. My heart a portal of Words.

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