Moon-Milk Eyes
Did you see that last reflection on the earth’s water?
Her huge saucer eyes fill with milk,
I lap it up and drown in their waves.
Her immense moon eyes cover the earth,
I can’t see the blue water.
Where is the tidal reflection, Star-Dreamer, what does it tell us of our stormy hearts?
Her sweeping, majestic moon-milk mirrors
Can beat any mountain.
I cannot breathe when I get too near,
They sink me into it’s glossy, milky depths.
Giant eyes fill the sky, I do not want to hide
I drink them in,
They tantalize
Mortal fear may hypnotize
All others into submission,
But I’m yours forever, Moon-Milk Eyes,
In your silky arms forever,
Towering above green and blue and mountain.
I awaken,
Where is she,
My dear love?
My goddess of grace and milky green glory?
The hole in my heart grows deeper.
I’m lost without her.
I look outside, there is the moon,
I feel her in the reflection,
My heart aches and I tremble.
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos,
I am Bexley by Resurgence Novels
The Half Paper Moon on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella The Job and Atonement will be published this year by JMS Books
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Beautiful poem…
Very lovely!
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From your first few lines I was under the impression that you were speaking of a cat. "Her huge saucer eyes fill with milk" Cats have saucer shaped eyes. Their milk is sometimes in a small saucer. 'I lap it up and drown in their waves" A cat laps up their milk. Sometimes the action of lapping causes ripples and waves in the saucer of milk. "I cannot breathe when I get too near" I am extremely allergic to cats (and dogs) and when I am near them I cannot breath... It ís absolutely horrible. But as I read 5here are less cat-likevrefernces and the porm focuses on nature. "Towering above green and blue and mountain." Well written. Very original.
Beautiful and uniquely expressed. I read it three times and enjoyed it each time.
Amazing imagery, great job!
Absolutely beautiful poem with amazing imagery. Very well deserved Top Story!
This was beautiful.
Congratulations on your Top Story! 💖 And whoaaaa this was so deep and beautiful. A very unique love poem. Brilliant use of imageries. I loved your poem so much!
Fabulous imagery. ❤
This is fantastic, Melissa. Congrats on the top story
Awesome!!! Loving it! Congrats on Top Story!!!
As a lover of both the stars and ocean I quite enjoyed this, especially with the "milk" addition because its different (in a good way) than the usual overplayed romanticisms people use when speaking of the eyes
As always absolutely beautiful my sister in rhyme