Lunar Launch

Dark shadowy splendor!

Light cascading through the shimmering wind-stroked Maples.

A sultry brilliance caresses the room,

     radiance engaging the gears of longing

          playfully pouring from the sky

               in this naked room, on this naked floor.

 Wake not – the shining cataract

      nourishes this demon as she plays.

Dance, sing — she has her way,

      drawing from the cove of primordial night

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