Moon-shine
Come to me out in the
moon-shine he whispered
Anything can happen on a
night like tonight
When the stars tumble scoop
by scoop over us
Come to me out in the
moon-shine he whispered
Leave your clothes behind in drifted wake rippling in conscience cave
Come to me and we shall dance to shatters your parents’ dullard dreams
Giggle with me – Cut the
shackles – Drop the load –
Make not a single iota of smattered sense with me,
Laugh loud in side-splits that hurt so good
Come to me before we are too
grown to indulge
in-love chattering - singing the song Solomon, Salome -
Come out to me - as you are
In the moon-
shine...
A wow of a wordle! This is so erotic.
ReplyDeleteNice! It has a 'drop everything and dance' feel to it.
ReplyDeleteSmiles to you Cosmo... and congratulations again on your limerick win :)
DeleteAn invitation that sounds difficult to refuse!
ReplyDeletePretty picture and the words create a wonderful vision.
ReplyDeleteMuch appreciated Helena (btw what a lovely name you have)
DeleteSensuous joy of allurement and the moon sits in judgement!!
ReplyDeleteAw Nanka - you comment so poetic! Thank you :)
DeleteVery nice, Pearl. A visual caress in words. You have it covered.
ReplyDeleteor perhaps uncovered ? - lol ... Thanks Walt. Happy Fathers' Day :)
DeleteOh this was so wonderful to read...like an old flame whispering in my ear, coaxing me to hide in the dunes! Especially glad the giggles are in the poem!Whirl 113
ReplyDeleteWhat pleasure is was to read this beautiful love song. Wish I had said this to a number of beauties.
ReplyDeleteSo audacious. Irresistable!
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