Reclining Crescent Moon

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Reclining Crescent Moon

Lying on his back
Winklepicker shoes kicked up
mouthing a clove cigarette

A French mustache
with the tips curled up
“Oui oui Mon Cheri,”
He croons
with a cocked eye.

“Undress for me my love,
dance under the soft fingertips
of my waxing light,”
he lures.

Crescent moon
stirs something ancient
inside of a woman,
seduces her,
holds her eye,
wets her lips,
lifts her breast with a deep sigh.

He reclines low in the vastness
just above the distracted city.
he whispers,
“love who you are
as my light falls upon your curves
and caresses your Mona Lisa smile.”

find your pleasure
under the crescent moon
and let your glory shine.

Unbutton your desires to unlock your dreams.
A woman’s power comes from her bliss.


About createthedawn

Dawn’s calling is for her poetry to “light the gloomy corners of the world.” She writes custom poems life events important to you. Dawn also facilitates writing workshops both online and face-to-face, is a dynamic speaker on inspiration, innovation, change, and healing. Dawn believes in the power of poetry to process, to focus, to align, and to find our way to happiness and fulfillment. Thus, her business and her blog are called: create the dawn.
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2 Responses to Reclining Crescent Moon

  1. I saw your poem on Mama Gena’s blog. Beautiful! I particularly love the closing lines: ‘unbutton your desires to unlock your dreams, a woman’s power comes from her bliss’. Words are such gloriously seductive things are they not?? Lovely to discover you Dawn.


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