Moonshine (Poem)

Such starlit skies,

these twilight times,

when violet delights,

have violet ends,

my body dancing with your finger tips.

We hold the darkness,

a lover and a faery queen,

pirouetting through the night,

no sleep, our eyes, a starry sky,

our lips, the kiss, such sweet moonshine.

bvk, 2020

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