Wednesday, October 3, 2012

❍ B E Y

The tide turns twice then turns again
Cancers moonchildren watch from houses with all their windows open wide
Wanting to be touched by everything
Endless naked moonlight swims in the green sensational sea
Writhe with the wave beat
Laughing the Lunar laugh
Sobbing in the dark when the moon shrinks
Curl is white onyx black
Both us move
And in Cancer's feeling hands
They come alive