Aug 6, 2009

Full Moon

Silver slip of moon
pulsates through you
evading recognition.
Insecurity exposed
where confidence prevails.
Shudder with timidity
at the touch of bare skin.
Thoughts
irrational plans,
soft caresses
truthful kisses.
Unwarranted underestimation,
time on the backs of wild horses
fleeing control.
Blinded by sunfire,
one's own masachism,
returning
again and again
to the hands of martyrs.

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