Tag Archives: lunar
At the bottom of the Moon
bare feet trod moonlight to dust
fine gravel texture
uneven to skin,
left behind the idle machines
that make dreams work,
gentle pace
aching feet,
silence is non negotiable
it fills the dark of night,
feeling of solitude
encroaches,
limbs torso illuminated,
lift lips to light
drink some,
as if pouring wine
down the throat.
nagging worries deferred
into a deeper region
of subconscious ,
as the interlude begins
properly
