Bnocturnal Ladies Poem by Barry A. Lanier

So many faces, as much to love,
All to do, is gaze above.
Silky kisses from satin beams.
Pierce the curtains of my dreams.

Quarter drawn, my mystic moon,
Drifting cross' you leave to soon.
Curving splendor, flowered gold,
Tonight why is, your heart so cold?

Hushed half-moon o'er snowy hill,
Rush off so soon, against my will.
Harvest flame, my gold doubloon,
Bouncing rays, across my room.

While I drift off, in peaceful sleep,
Your rays toss and cure, the winter wheat.
New moon silence, your shadows crease,
Changing tides, you give me peace.

Should any sulk, to be so bright,
Winter winds spread, your wings of white.
Beckon, slow down, your endless flight,
Bathe me veils of love all night.

As nights grow dim,
All drift afar.
My loves, my ladies,
Amongst the stars.