‘Neath The Black Moon
When moon has gone slumbering
With her beloved sun,
Always, we are ghostly called
By cosmic sirens, swimming in deep silence
Of the cosmic black sea, Tugging at our souls…
Beckoning us, to return home…
So here we are my love…
Twin flames of the same sun,
Resting supine on vernal grass…
‘Neath the moonless and cloudless night
Where lays my head,cradled in velvet nest
Made of thy tender breast…
Where swoons I, to ebbing motions
Of pulmonary oceans, of thy e’er fluttering lungs,
Rising and falling with melodious keys
‘Neath mellifluous fingers
Of distant pianoing stars,
Crooning our shores with haunting silence,
Of the star flecked cosmic sea…
Compelling our eyes, into bended knees…
Bowing great rivers of requiem,
To benighted, mystifying heavens…
O “We don’t belong here” you whisper to me…
I know my love… I know…
For in sooth, home… Remains in the stars…
Forbearance love… Is all we have…
As we lay here, forlorn children of the stars,
Cradled in the arms Gaia earth,
Wiping our tears with midnight breeze
‘Neath the moonless and cloudless night,
Where the eyelids of us, have quietly-sureptisiously!
Grown into lips, sucking upon the breast
Of the living cosmos… Breastfeeding milky way…
Breastfeeding milky way…
Poetry By: Ramaatis
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