Down a Ginza Alley ...

Location: Blade Runner Sim

(SNM) Sadly No More

 

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moon, you

-Gregory Richard Barden-

 

you ...

are my moon

(whisper me, coolly)

wan and pale as porcelain

milky moll - `china doll ...

dancing the sky like a Ginza geisha

stars tickling your toes

prettily petulant, and perfectly ...

imperfect

 

my moon ...

(whisper me, wondrous)

warm ... lemon drop on my tongue

teasing me to your fire

feral fool ...

I, the unwary prey - the Mandarin moth

charmed by your glisten

listen - do my wings flutter ...

or my heart?

 

moon ...

(whisper my name)

round and radiant - red as a cranberry

tart, sweet, luscious-lipped

dipped fruit, forbidden ...

peek-a-boo clouds of mixing emotions

stormy weather sighs

soft flesh pressed to softer ...

your kiss

 

my moon ...

(whispering madness)

beryl blue sadness and distant as dreams

obscured by brume and illusion

erotic suffusion ...

you pull on my blood like tidal bore

gibbous or gone

your glow is my utter apogee ...

affectation, pure

 

you ...

are my moon

(whisper your wishes)

I am magic, bathed in your pearly enchantments

face turned, or commanding my heavens

you are ever true ...

hues and moods in multitudes

all meant to melt me

to drip like honeyed passion ...

when you ...

 

whisper.

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Done