Best Poems Written by Victoria Botto

Letters To the Moon Part Iii

Dear Son of the Moon,

How do you tell such beautiful lies? 
Because your lips, they don't give off the 
slightest quiver. Only a smirk. a smirk 
whose hidden meaning I thought to be 
whimsical. but no; you're malicious. 
because you speak of sin with the kiss of 
a dove and the sincerity of heaven. 
How do you tell such beautiful lies?
Son on the Moon, I can see the way you 
glower over her with your eyes of coal. 
Lust drips from every pore of your aura 
the way skin melts off a corpse that's been 
dipped into acid.
because she is sin and you want a taste of 
all that is wrath and greed.
you tell your beautiful lies  with  a 
carelessly devoted whisper and
She is yours.
because your heart of steel is coaxed with 
cocaine and she's confused the high with 
the truth.
She's been in the dark for so long that 
she's blinded by the flash of your Polaroid 
camera that will all to quickly fade away.
but she doesn't know that.
You are her sun and she's reaching for as 
much light as she possibly can because 
your warmth is euphoria. .
Son of the Moon,
How do you tell such beautiful lies.

Copyright © Victoria Botto | Year Posted 2014