escapril

moon: yue

you wild loony fantastical thing
when i met you in the glen you were
tying leashes onto bees
laughing with sweet hysterics
bubbling over a cauldron or two

smiles were cut into the rabbits
you thanked them for their service and
snipped their shackles from their tiny feet
off they leaped like bouncing fleas into a
darkened wood

i must confess, i've dreamt of you
every night since that one
your silver coin visage winking happy silver tears into a chipped drinking glass
and offering it to me like giggle water

i sip you lushly, dare i say
all of it goes down like mercury
like hot rain, you hiss and plummet
a heavy duty cradle in my stomach
i want to keep you can i keep you

i may not hold you forever
but forever, my dear, may hold us

a/n: when you girlfriend turns into the moon