Lunar Stupor

I am stricken by you
Through trees like hell's gates
Your hair breathes silken flame
Through the fog that covers us, drowns us
Or at least it is I who cannot find my breath
It's been thieved of me
If not by the moon then by you

I wouldn't be surprised
If you two were partners in crime
You its confidant and vice versa
The silvery light seeping from your skin
Reaches me like a ghost's fingertips
Like a ghost's sleek, curious fingertips

I shudder not from fear, but intoxication
No substance inhabits my veins
Only the contagious wilderness
That teems in your eyes
Beneath our gleaming satellite

Not from fear, but intoxication
No substance, just the wilderness
That teems in your eyes
Beneath this, beneath our
Gleaming satellite



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Dring
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