Beguiled In Moon Dust

In trickster-ed light the moon came alive tendrils of space floating divine A smiling face cratered in time breaks into laughter thrilling the sublime Clouding of mists flow off his form nothing of him is of the norm A voice from ages vibrating light trickling honey and warming thighs Beguiling maidens from hither and yon making them giddy with beats to a song Star dancing rugs in breathless nights moon milk his drug and elixir delight Moon dusted lust with polka dot themes swept into passion with celestial dreams