Night Of Fullness

My dreams ride on you, ‘O’ Goddess of the sky,

In the field of your white glow,

Shies my tomorrow,

In the edges of your fullness, roundness,

Simmers the subtle lava of my darkest desires,

The pull of the tide titillates my lunacy,

The lores of your loneliness,

Kick the sleeping hounds of lust,

The light of your moonbeam waxing and waning

Pierce the darkness as the cry of a wolf,

The heart suffers in silence, dwells in vain,

Or so one thinks,

On the twenty-ninth day,

You fire the sky with the coolness of your grandeur,

And shards of love fall into every balcony, every home,

All roads, ugly and beautiful bathed in your light,

Push the wayward traveller on a journey of hope,

Of discovery,

Of that primal force that swirls within,

Quiet, yet, restless on the night of the full moon.