MOON MOON

Moon Moon

Lover swoon

Who will meet me here

Please come soon

 

I lie here waiting

Not knowing who

Which lover will bed me

Will it be you?

 

My Faery husband

Lover of lifetimes

Wed in our Sligo Glenn

Blessed by Maeve

 

My Greenman

Sap that rises

Drives me mad with desire

Leaves me sinking into the earth

 

A common boy

Perhaps a farmer’s  Son

Stumbles upon this beauty

Waiting for magic.

 

Perhaps a Satyr

Lusting for a drink

A dew moist footprint

Leading to the prize

 

Moon Moon

I think tonight you will be my lover

For the others seem to be off wandering

Looking for dreams and mists.

 

 

 

 

© 2014 Aspen Karen Fischer