Powder Moon
Aeroplane me to Powder Moon. My sweetened vagaries tantalize. Upon this Powder Sugar Moon I wish… to soft-soap these vagaries.
I will dance the bolero for Powder Moon, upon its wintry beaches.
( I am elevated.)
To this moon I offer a morning prayer…a Nordic dream…a Saharan covenant…
Irreverent althewhile.
Irreverent althewhile.
Powder Moon, this fool’s paradise… her sweet-tooth for its sugar-coated mirages.
An erotic, passing fancy. An exquisite phantasm… a woolgathering.
An erotic, passing fancy. An exquisite phantasm… a woolgathering.
A stargazing of the heavens…and then over this moon to paradise, transported by a silvery ramjet.
A moonstruck reverie of fabricated romance…unprevailing conception in its nocturnal castle. Forsaken. A blunderer’s dreamscape in a seductive nightmare… an inescapable trance.
Whitewashed desires… a candy-coated surrender.
Goodbye Moon.
K.P.
(“Powder Moon is a mysterious, moonlit candyland..” - Baylen Henderson-illustrator)
(“Powder Moon is a mysterious, moonlit candyland..” - Baylen Henderson-illustrator)
