When was the last time you
reached for the moon?
Cradled her horned crescent
in gentle hands? Held her
marble belly? Oh, that pang
of porcelain hunger for her
milky curves!
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Shadows & Dust [poetry]
PoetryMost of my poetry is autobiographical. I write about living with bipolar disorder, dating, single parenting, my neo-pagan spiritual beliefs, my dreams, and sometimes popular folklore. Many of these pieces come from my self-published collections...
Lunar Longing
When was the last time you
reached for the moon?
Cradled her horned crescent
in gentle hands? Held her
marble belly? Oh, that pang
of porcelain hunger for her
milky curves!