Full Moon Magic
Orange full moon
with a half smile,
a hanging lantern,
lighting the way,
through dark streets,
the city, a jungle
with pockets of pleasure
and secret avenues of desire.
I keep my eye
on the moon
and glide,
aware of it’s
pull into space,
leaving the
earth, far behind.
I sit on it’s crest
and wait for dawn,
my life calls me,
I wake in my bed
with a full smile
on my lips.
(2014)
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