twilight horizon shakes
& moon rays quiver
as She piano steps
past my ringing
novice mood-
sensation pulses my
dietary direction
like an
abecedarian child-
I slowly regain
my momentary reality-
tripped up midnight
& cobweb shake
her soft wax leg
brushes past as
tiny vipers hiss
sex fonts at her strut-
gut explodes into
French liaison
support system
our hands reach
to grasp all that
is rad & progress-
The kan-tuc-eee night
has not viewed
this in years-
moonlight
shun
moonlight
shake me up
show me &
take me
transpose dull
whimsical senses
into a symphony
make it yours
& sing
as we oscillate
wicked & wild
watch our pounding
& this display
this newness was dusk
to trap in tombs
cold in corners
an influx
of indignation
as we cease
the light
burns landscapes
the sun instigates
& we end
& this ending
goes on