Paper Moon

Seeing the best in all things

I often overlook the obvious

While I stand howling at a paper moon

The same paper she forms origami versions of my heart

I’ve seen dancing under starlight

The very temptress that draws my heart

Formed from ink and flesh

She smiles softly pulling me in with the motion of her body

We play to the melody of adulation

Performing taboo notions of our hearts desires

As she gives rise to my inner demons

I ponderously become her servant

In the soft glow of the twilight hours

We become one in the calm of my voice

Incessantly wheedling her for pleasurable compliance

Breathless she yields to my calm

Offering her neck as sacrifice

The temptress becomes the offering

As I drink upon her soul

Her soft lips meet mine bringing me into the zenith of desire

As I stand in the glory of nothingness

Naked in front of a doorway of scattered souls

Giving life to the paper moon

The same paper she forms origami versions of my heart

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