Dream of Avá
i’ll sing to you of the new moon tonight
as it’s mysterious silvery beams pour
over my body as warm as your
body felt pressed into mine.
i’ll roll my hips in a primitive pagan dance
older than the earth , from the time
of stars and galaxies and flying moons
from other worlds.
there will be no reason, no thought, no intellect,
only passion, desire, lust, instinct
and the movement of my body in the moonlight.
I’ll sing to you of the new moon tonight
and you will come to me with the
rapture of Etherus.
Poem inspired by ReadWritePoem Prompt #119: Let’s Get It On.