Man in the Moon

Rakish man smiles in Mercedes moon,

spinning wheels on silvery waves,

eyes dark and devious in ebony skies,

a spirited lover hovering in clouds.

Misted drapery opens, music plays,

glistening petals drop from new moon,

dancing in shadows with eyes on her.

Man paint moon onyx with raspberry stars,

waltzing with white swans, he beckons

in whispered secrets and magic potions.

White wine poured in cream crescent moon

as he touches her deep skin with his light,

an opulence where enchantment lies.

Kissing ocean’s reflection, entwining with sea

passionate alliance with sunglassed sun

as moon holds sun in egg cup of morning.