Walk with the Skin of the Moon

 

Lay me down in the dark grass

Come whisper your heart

Astride my chest

With your mantle cast

In the chalk of the stars

 

Let the midnight glisten of your lips

Press their dreams

To the cool dark air

And let slip your secrets

On the bare shoulders of love

 

Place your hand upon my cheeks

And my hand upon your breast

And together glide the long silent tracts

Walk with the skin of the moon

On our nakedness

 

Let the heat of your breath linger

A panting prayer

Before the soft tongue intones

And let me scry inside those amber lit eyes

All the visions and beings of truth

 

Come my love, lay me down in the dark grass

And cast your written spells

With me arched

Hold me for all the woman you are

In mysteries revealed

 

Bring me the scent of your fervour

Lay me waste in the soft wet touch

Speak to me with Kabbalahs finger tips

And let me hear the night of eternal whisper

There in the cradle of earth

 

Lay me down in the dark grass

Come whisper your heart

Astride my chest

With your mantle cast

In the chalk of the stars

 

Reviews

[Georgia Gypsy]

This is a very sensually written, lovely tale! The imagry is superb and i enjoyed reading.....
Great work!

[Wildfleour]

What a beautiful, sensual and mystical piece, Colin. With the addition of Kabbalah, all that we do not see becomes open to us.