The Moon Rose Plays
P Patti Masterman
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the moon rose plays at loving
the sea rings with a fantasy song
under the depths I was drunk on your love
wine of a warm, sweet passion through which
a wild light leaped over glistening sand,
a blue flame of arc lit our soft desire;
and through the naked sleep of morning,
a dark fever flickers:
its eternal throat will laugh
when the eye of the wave shall rise.
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