Each night I sing to you
the song of my heart
memories of
meandering down a hidden
well-trodden path
in the distant, foreign
moon-kissed land I found you
tasting the simmering
night air
your magic and beams
gracing every fragrant
wave and dune
you captured my heart
shining from afar
🌕🪔🪷🛕🪷🪔🌕
nights spent
luxuriating in black lava sand
still radiating the warmth of
the daytime sun
a harsh light dimmed
by your sparkling light
my silent scarlet moon
🌕🪔🪷🛕🪷🪔🌕
I dream every night
in the light of your love
of vagrant petals entangled
fingers run through
scented dream-swept hair
the ethereal tune of our tropical trysts
still piques my drifting attention
on a dewy, vibrant breeze
notes I know my longing begs to hear
again and again
🌕🪔🪷🛕🪷🪔🌕
my tightly wound body
knotted and tense
relaxes as I slumber
even in my dreams
I start to stretch and dip
in a familiar swaying fan
as unseen figures
vocalize the portrait
inscribed on my heart
in ink made of moon-burnt embers
mixed with water from the
fountains of the far-flung
corners of the Earth
🌕🪔🪷🛕🪷🪔🌕
words form on
involuntarily twitching lips
in a twinkling infusion of
stardust and music
I inaudibly sing along
swinging and kicking
every night I return to you
my love, my light, my temple red moon
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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