Moon at 3AM

The moon peered

In the distance and

Shed blue tears
At 3am,
Dressed bed
in darkness with white
Nocturnal bliss.
Oh why so
Dark And full of light, heavenly tilted head?

Endymion Song


Moon Lust

Endymion Song

The moon
is a group
of bright white
cross hatched
chevrons in blackened water,
like the shine
of sweat
that glistens
a woman’s
A finger print
sings to me
In pure white.
it greets me
and comes
ever closer,
entreats me,
to look past
the milky glow
on the water’s
naked, dark
and navy flesh,
far past the horizon,
up to the
pendant laughing
in the evening sky ..

From “No Subject Here Just Light” by PWChaltas