Moon in Scorpio
#moon in Scorpio...
As a result,
poesie naturally gravitated
toward intimate situations
that allowed her free reign
to openly express herself.
After I gave her psychoanalysis
I found her to be only half-baked.
Inquiry into her private matters,
mainly an affectionate gesture of service,
may have been off-putting to her at first.
Still accepting that some things in life cannot be 'solved',
I learned to be easy on her,
to focus more toward the positives in her life.
Her style was to find the quickest path to mastery.
Assertive in her quest for individualization,
every moment to her was new and breathtaking.
I found her translating ideas as if between languages.
Often she did not lack passion, just practicality.
Under her own authority she was quick to mellow and just as quick to anger.
Our confrontations provided her with a quick boost to her confidence.
I willingly pondered the beauty of possibility.
Finding inspiration in this muse of mystery.
Being guided by the abstract language of the soul,
she was emotionally embodied in theatrical approaches.
After dramatic shifts and flamboyant expressions
she intentionally became cagey.
I was challenged to demystify her personality.
Not wanting to restrict her personal freedoms,
I approached her with baby steps.
Looking for solutions that would re-define her entire paradigm.
Watching her swing between red hot passion and ice-cold apathy.
Turn from social butterfly to lone wolf.
All the while she was gently morphing my reality.
We were living in the moment.
I'd have to master the power of her imagination.
If stagnant she would have no outlet.
She made sparks and feared she may fail to keep the flame alight.
I entertained her with my comedic wit. It was funny.
After some pooling, she lowered her defenses.
I pryied open the wooden box she keept her secrets in.
She soon revealed the desires of her choice.
It wasn't a simple task towards realization.
I predicted a disaster coming into existence.
So, I tactically famished her evanescent form with now and thens.
The social butterfly still had lusty ambitions.
Fancies and pirouettes transmuted into whipped fervor.
Hotter than the sol was her nature.
I felt her vibrate and touch her bed spread.
All the words and the low whispers.
The flying elements of a shining star
orbiting with sublime objectives.
Asteroids and comets in revolution
circumnavigating the curve of her ellipse.
(x2/a2) + (y2/b2) = 1
Time and reason became notional.
Excessively accommodating and submissive
my object of warped amusement became.
She masterbated like a maniacal cyber twin.
I wanted to hear her voice.
Clearly, I wasn't the best or better receiver.
She'd brought this on me subliminally.
Surely the game had not been lost by half time.
sun, moon, and Earth perfectly aligned.
No simp dared stick around.
She did not bore easily until disillusioned.
#Pluto in Virgo.
The sun spun around in circles.
All the better all at once.
Counter clockwise and cast a shadow.
Approach is more than a momentary event.
It's an emotional landscape
orbiting a stellar comfort.
Massive and seemingly endless in its depth.
A comfort on any journey.
Copyright © Thresha Reese | Year Posted 2024
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