25 december 2012
BURNING ACROSS THE SKY
Like a stingray it stung me tonight
the new moon.
A live flame lobbing the sparks.
The seduction had bypassed
the sleezy love
of white egrets.
When are you going
to make a history
by failing to fall?
Can I touch your blue veins
my moon?
They had been aching to step out.
When beast and passion
meet in the blue-faced sky
you start a belly dance.
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