Solitudes Moon Poem by Kevin Patrick

The moon is full, firm and taut tonight...
But without you it is still only half
The cold beam of an empty vessel
Shackled under a tide of shadows
Waiting for your sweet caresses
Which come now as cruel memories
Lingering for your nimble fingers
That traced around my hungry navel
As you swallowed me in a halo
Of effervescent sweet delight


I look to the moon for your tender warmth
Feeling this void that keeps me numb
Waiting on this bed like a lonely sailor
Cruising his wet dreams that never come