ESTA LUNA (TRES PARTES)
UNO:
The moon moans and floes sultry tonight.
Cupid's arrows sizzle, pulsate , mesmerize.
Leaves and wet winds blow at the stars,
salty but sweet Eros!
DOS:
leaves adorned in pointed starlight,
circling vast, aching rhythms.
Wild, penetrating, hard and pounding
That swelling Spring branch...
TRES:
Esta Luna and our lives are one.
As it expires, we renew.
Over and over.
All night long.
Till morning birds awaken. |