inspiration

star passion after night
the moon laughing happy
i want my eyes to view the
world of dreams
kissing until the weather
outside is delightful
but you had your dessert
roasting sun orbs over warm
heavenly bodies
but where does it end?
why does it have to?
i can’t get you out of my mind
i can still taste you on my lips
a remembrance
a memento
your scent lingering in my brain
perfect clandestine union
i am coming undone
from this logical rhetorical
existence
you weaken my resolve
and i would almost crawl
to taste you again
but where is the more?