full moon

Your profile matches the pupil inside
There is the pendulum of time
There is my propagating smile
There in the fullness of your cycle

I don’t want it to be difficult moon
To free my mind to let you in
To open my heart as easily as my legs
To remain in awe inhaling you in

My organs content like planets
There orbiting the sun in another room
My pyramid melts into shadowed shores
There, pumping the circulatory tune

There are spinning stars
There is an interest in devastation
There is the renaissance of dust
There. Is the heart pumping still

Challanging my need for mind vacancy

There is you Moon. Pouring light.
Diamond foliage on a windy sea
sparkling a gesture that annihilates beauty

I take pleasure staring at you emptily

In innocent space lurking in erotic postures
There, where wind is composed  
the echo’s go round my body merrily
 
My thoughts upside-down raindrops
Rush to your chaotic perfection
As you rise higher in the night sky
So my anger shame and questions
distance themselves as loose lines
Adorned in crystal spots about
to burn up in the cosmic show

Moon you are caught in my throat
Disengaging eons of factual curiosity
Through lapping moans that do not choke
I am free of words but splinters and tyranny

Moon you help me out. You let me in.
You audacious queen of mirroring matter
I love you, moon, in the base of my spine

where nothing has to be explained