Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Blood moon

You love the words blood, and moon,
and how they become your new day’s clothes,
while out of the bath, your scent, your hair,
and in your mind, your mind’s repose,
you find your true love there, now
red, then gray, then all alone,
your kiss’s kiss, as wishes
bliss, on blessed


Jan/JFM said...

Why do I think of King Arthur when I read these words of yours, William? I believe it has something to do with the romance of the Blood Moon...the Lunar eclipse where anything can happen. When even myths and legends can come alive~

William Michaelian said...

And do. Thank you, Jan.