The woman's thighs hug the horse's sides,
making the saddle leather creak.
Warm breasts press hard against the other rider's back.
He shudders, feeling their heat burn through his cloak.
Flying hair tangles with silver mane
as boot heels drive their mount forward.
A skull hangs from its pale neck, open mouth whistling,
empty sockets shooting sparks of flame.
“Hurry!” the woman urges.
Hooves clatter along the forest path,
shafts of moonlight glowing like lanterns,
lighting the way to the trysting place.
Bodies tumble, entangle
among soft leaves and shadow,
pale skin crushing paler skin.
The sound of hot breath cuts through insect hum.
Moonlight fades.
The ghost-horse snorts and trembles.
“I must go!” the woman whispers.
“Not yet! Too soon!” the man pleads.
But warm flesh cools under clinging hands,
becomes transparent.
Twigs of dry leaves replace
the hot pulsing of blue veins.
Galloping toward the vanishing beams,
the nebulous forms of woman and horse
bathe in the dying glow,
as molecules and cells dissolve
into particles of light.
The man rises naked and shivering,
reaching out a hand still fragrant
with the mingled scents of skin, hair and earth.
Gathering cloak and boots,
he dresses against the dawn's chill,
desire still palpable, but unfulfilled.
The forest breathes in and out
like a great bellows,
filling in the still-warm outline of bodies
with bits of earth and bone,
waiting for the next lunar cycle
that will bring back the Moon Woman,
transforming light into flesh
that flames up quickly and then burns out.
Author notes
"Moon Woman" is a selection from my dark poetry collection, "Tales From the Forbidden Forest".
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Is there a bit of Moon Woman in you? Comments welcome!
Comments
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Another different and interesting read. I thought the line "desire still palpable, but unfulfilled." was really effective. Some great imagery in all your work!
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What a poem!
What a start...
"The woman's thighs hug the horses sides
making the saddle leather creak
Warm breasts press hard against the other rider's back
He shudders, feeling their heat burn through his cloak."
What a strange and powerful and hot poem...
throbbing with life and genuine emotions..
How weird!
How poetic!
with such amazing images...
What splendid choice of words!
Unique...very unique...
Charming...every line...every word...
You almost charm the readers with your selection of lively words...
It's a great poem...
You are very very imaginative...very innovative...my sweet, moon like love!
Kissesss!
Galaxy2 -
Very beautiful imagery here, very classy, creative, and romantic.
I raelly enjoyed reading this
Adriana
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A fascinating tale. Well written with vivid imagery. I enjoyed the write, it was spellbinding.
Keep writing.
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BEAUTIFUL!!
You had me spell bound all the way to the end. A very lovely write. The imagery was amazing and very real.
WOW is about all I have left to say. LOVED IT.
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An absolutely tantalizing tale...
I adore this piece..
Your imagery is simply excellent..
Bravo
Peace
~A~
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lovely
Your style's a bit different than I'm used to.. but I did enjoy the story you tell through it. I love the description of how the Moon Woman fades away. It was beautifully told, and how the man is left alone. The end was indeed amazing.
Quite lovely through and through.. The last stanza is simply stunning as well. Good write! Keep it up! -
Wonderful...!!!
Full of wonder and longing...for the next Lunar cycle. How well written indeed! What poetry! Replete with sensual nostalgia, coupled with fond anticipation...the imagery is too good. Kudos for having thought along these lines. You made Malfoy sound like a hunk! Fantasy, mystery, passion and the other-worldly - all rolled into one, make this a tempting read. Hey, btw why did you choose the Forbidden Forest for all this pulsating action
Very well done. Good luck and God bless 
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