Bi polar Moon psychosis

From nothing came,
big and small
Everything

of matter
Caressed by the shifty shadows of quiet

And
Still

In the cold calm of night

Faint
A raven blue

Cloaked

Black

~A new moon~

Shy in a place offering
It ,with so much wondering
Curiosities poking,tugging
Peaking, 

desire
prevails

Between
the beams

A gleam...~waxing crescent

On the sly
Cooley
Floating by
A shy weightlessness
hushed
on a whim
From the breadth of expanse
Govern  hearts with hope
Dance
Walk
Fly

Twinkle

~Brunette~
     One

~a half moon

Now while the surface
churn and gazing turn
The whirlwind isn't certain
emotions are not,
Yet , they don't take leave
They simply point and stay
Oh secretly the sway, so....
gingerly warm 
Complicated

Flame

~ waning crescent

Gone from a kindred heat
Carried away, shifting ,wishing
Pulling our strings, by those
Certain mystical particles
That name the dusts
of stars
In  the eyes of lucid
streams
Long Spying
Fall

Beams-

  Blonde
Two~a full moon

Precariously there
Shining while floating
Blissfully gloating
Breaking
Former shy
Changing it for an eye
No control

Yearning

A stroll
~ waning gibbous

Whirlwind upon lust inside
cosmic dust filed
Hearts
Unsure inside
Hiding,
Seeking
Playing hard
Softly tinted

Blushing

Red~ another half moon~

Pondering beginnings
Life travelling the ending
Talking, without ears
Meeting in backgrounds
Of the best expanse
Cloaked
The universe
Saturated

Dance

Play
~waxing gibbous

Encroaching
The chief sliding
Carried away
The roux
Theif
Intruding
Disbelief

The tides claim rise in the best of life
And oh how the mystical phases
Catch stand of star list
That guide inside the desire of your eyes
Oh the temporal flight
Melodic
Musical
Operatics between the statics

And a satellite
wearing the mask ....of a star

Into the night
Back
By the cheeks
Dark, cold
Still quiet
Matters full
Cycling bosom
Cries for Love
Total lunation

Sedation sensation
Returns
For an ache
A longing

Black~

Another~New moon

Softly shaded
A love jaded
Lunatic  lines
silent provocation
Luminescent plot
intentions
Hidden,
Recollections passing
Between

Imposter imposing

The tides are in

And the pale of a pink moon,  had already forgotten your name.

2016

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