Moon’s Kiss

it is not love
i seek
in your effervescent shine.


nor do I yearn
to dive too deep
into
your wonder,
and feel your splendor
unfold.


but,
as you glide
so soft across the night sky,
full of grace and
mystique,
and so much style,
you remind me of
what it means,
to be truly free.



so,
under your ancient ephemeral glow,
we laugh and
dance like demons lost,
full of decadence,
and forbidden de-
light.



too loud,
and
with piercing fire in our eyes,
we call out
your name
and give thanks
for the love you show.


Yeah,
we thank you,
and we burn so fucking bright.