Sunday, January 27, 2013

Glory

I drove home eye to eye with the moon tonight
she was yellow and as full as I've ever seen her
beckoning me through the trees, rising slowly from the horizon
never blinking or removing her gaze from mine

Seduced, I sped to the end of the road
only to find her transformed
pure, radiant. ethereal
and miles and miles beyond the reach
of my filthy
grasping hands

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