Here’s another from my poetry archive. Wrote this in 2011. I really do find the moon quite sensual, so it’s no surprise that moon and I hooked up. Here’s the poem:
Love affair with the moon
We have a love affair moon and I.
Two shining spirits adrift, finding each other in the night.
I feel his warm light fall upon my golden hair like a halo.
I turn to face my lover moon.
He reaches down softly placing his fingers beneath my chin and gently lifts my eyes to his.
My heart swells, a simpering sigh slowly escapes my lips as our luminous faces meet.
He takes a lusty breath that sounds like wind high in the tops of the towering firs
and raises up to his full height in the effervescent night sky
drawing me into a long kiss of souls.
He rolls West across a downy bed of clouds to slip his arm around my shoulders.
His touch is ever so light as I feel him pull me to him.
Oh lover moon hold me sweetly till the dawn steels you away.
Hold me through the night,
our eyes seemingly only inches apart
so that I can feel your cool musky breath on my cheeks
and your streams of light like fingers in my hair.