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Sunday, June 12, 2011

lune Orange

l'une, Orange.

This moon tonight
an orange orb
waiting to be peeled ...

Storing your juicy tangerine secrets,
my fingers reach for you,
slice a segment with knife-like precision

and as I draw you to my thirsty lips,
your sacred radiance weaves through
the breaches of this bashful bantam hand.
 
R.Markham

2 comments:

Anthony Duce said...

I’ll not look at the moon the same again, the next time it decides to be orange.
Enjoyed…

Marjolaine Hébert said...

;-)
thanks..