Full Moon Tonight Poem by Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco

Flames burn brightly
Hanging on tightly
To images that are surreal.
Our eyes meet among the living
But I ask myself;
Is this living or the dance of death?

Spirits collide in the cool evening mist,
As the fire brings heat to my thighs.
Murmurs ramble on, as the full moon glows
Between the woven branches above,
The site of this clear, full moon
Softens my soul tonight
And brings forth goodness.

For a moment in time
I feel as though I can fly,
Straight up to the moon and
Part my ocean for you
My love...