March Moon
March Moon
Delight me in the Vernal Equinox
and pull me softly to your waiting lips
quivering with desire and evening scent
surrendered in a night of tender touch
furtive hours of welcomed, warm embrace.
Love's fancy plays a duet in the dark
a quickness to enchant in cooling air
leaves whisper with the crying winds for
swooning spirits hand and hand
will waste no time.
Let's make a bond beneath March midnight moon
remembering the kiss that’s taken flight
ascending through the corridors of cosmos,
a promise for the angels
who've caught sight.
10/29/17
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