Swimming In Moonlight
My head is howling,
Hollowed feral eyes watching,
The harp of the moon a thrum in my chest.
Love run away, I can't bear for you to see.
The tang of blood against my teeth,
I swore that I'd never let you hurt me.
But your plumb fingers strum a heavenly tune,
And it's crimped my resistance into a jagged three.
Sharp pearlescent nails scratching into my skin,
You've already won, just let me in.
My brain is trapped within the endless night,
wishing for the eventide.
3/30/2021
Copyright © Carol Pelizzari | Year Posted 2021
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