Under the Half Eaten Coconut Moon
desiccated stars
sprinkled crumbs that surround
a half eaten coconut moon
I lick my lips
this ethereal delicacy
above me
calls me to indulge
in a visual feast
to sate my soul
if only you were here...
My love, if only
we'd lie here together
relishing every last bite
and when the last soul crumb was gone
we'd turn our carnal lips
to feed on each other's bodies
indulging in a physical feast
to sate our desires
under a half eaten coconut moon
while those desiccated sprinkled stars twinkle on...
Eileen Manassian
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2017
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