By Paula Harris, Published in 'woman, phenomenally'
Date: 13 June 2000
moonscape
waiting at midnight
for my lover
a blanket spread
for us
the autumn wind
singing
as it crosses
the dark sky
nestled in
the curve of
the crescent moon
I watch
my feet dangling
from its tip
their bare skin
reflecting the light
then dancing to
hide in shadows
my back slides
into its hollow
fitting perfectly
and I warm
in its embrace
its silver touch
gives me life
to play
to kiss
to laugh
while at midnight
I wait
for my lover
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