full buck moon shines
through top naked branches
lightning bugs flash
~~~
thunder moon peers
briefly through the clouds
tree frogs serenade
~~~
moonlight draws
the face of the moonflower
perfuming the night
~~~
fan hums
moonlight bathes your body
this sweltering July
___
moonlight kisses
away the shadows
night without you
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I especially like “the face of the moonflower” – such a tender phrase 🙂
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