MOONBURN -Laura H. Kennedy

Posted: July 4, 2010 in Uncategorized

I like my body when you hover over me
in this fragile darkness
It is as if the moon lingers above in sweet,
suspended honey
lighting the empire of flesh
the garden of wild roses
that makes up
us together.
it is the richness of your lips
as they descend towards me;
I open to you like the petals of a rose
when you tell me
of moonburn in whispers with your
we tremble like fading galaxies wrapped in silk,
like wind in leaves under
a fading moon.


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