Poetry / Moonlight

Moonlight was swelling through cracked window panes

Patiently undulating across floorboards

Sniffing around table legs

Flirting with the gap between couch and wall

Skirting around haphazardly stacked books

And two stools ensconced in full winter wardrobes

Graylight casts shadows, an ancient lunar spell work

Dark and deep, distinctly sleepy shades

The room became a colorless playground

Light and shadows dancing to the rhythm of 

A heavy quiet broken by harsh breathing

Two bodies undulating

Shrouded in shadows

Passion bright in starry eyes