Full moon in Virgo

It could have started and ended the same way

but I keep on telling him

(as he holds me close and 

I smell his skin)

you don’t have to read my poems

or my book

to get into my head

so he reads the first ten pages

and brings the air

between us closer.

I see you in there

yet I don’t.

Forget the bloody moon

but what are the chances of it being my full moon

Isn’t that the title of your poetry book

I never published it

oh, I thought that’s what you do

just kiss me and don’t think too much

that’s my domain

forget the questions

remember only the answers.

The air is so thin now.

I can’t read you anymore.

The light followed me for days

to guide me to an empty place

to all parts of this town

as books fell out of my purse

to land on your thighs

it’s sexy to write a poem

when everyone thinks you’re not.

It’s sexy to kiss you

in front of strangers

when everyone thinks otherwise.

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6 comments

  1. writersdream9 · March 4, 2015

    This is very mystical and alluring!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. FeedTheFeesh · March 5, 2015

    Those last five lines, perfect. I love this.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Yilmaz Alimoglu · March 5, 2015

    Nice poetry. Keep it flowing like a river.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Chrissy · March 5, 2015

      So nice of you to say. Great analogy. 🙂

      Like

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