Tangerine Moon

inspired by a drive early one night

Walking on a dream
Of butter-cream skies
And sugarplum fields
A Tangerine moon
Lies above

Beckoning with sweet drips

That only night creatures taste

Leaving all who live in daylight yearn-

For sunlight’s bitter edge
Purses lips and tightens skin-
leaving many red with anger
they seek shelter or the comfort of Verde Vera
who’s tendril fingers brush everywhere
releasing cold ecstatic vibrations
that echo through shattered pores

a sigh of relief escapes
but the sun’s bitter taste will return
inflamed by the brush of a shirt,
or the water from the shower head
leaving one paralyzed in sweaty snake sheets

till the night comes
and you slip into a dream
where you smell the sweet fragrance
of a  tangerine moon

and your mouth waters

Author's Note

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Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

delectable sensate saturation~ a poem that floods the senses~ stunningly illustrated~

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lovely imagery created around the moon and it's allure..great choice of phrase..well penned.