My fur also rises
I shiver under her power
I shiver under her power
and shake resolute.
Resolute and insatiable.
As shifting tides,
yield to a Super Moon
bathing unabashed
in a hammerhead bay in the Pacific.
Sister Moon placid,
as she slices through blackout curtains.
Until I witness her spirit here in the Northeast.
I am a wild thing
and she is a flirt.
As she straddles
and she is a flirt.
As she straddles
cool peaks and crags
and I find myself drawn
to her again.
As I howl at her blood-red form
gulp
down the afterglow above.
