Beltaine Moon Night

Soundcloud recital

It was glorious and full, that night.

But now, like the moon behind

the cloak of trees 

I wonder why, I was not

a little shier, with you.


Could it be, I was so inspired, 

the prospect of a future world, ours. 

Where not one but two fullsome moons, 

can be summoned up;

drawn down upon us and our gaze.

Two, together, to illuminate and bathe

the bed in which we touch.


Finally cloaks, shields and business of a long day, 

cast aside, in full moon abandon. No one to touch us, but each

and our one moon attendant,

there, my love.


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