The Moonflower Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

The moon flower has lights on her kneecaps
Kissed by the beams galaxies stranding
Across the milk ways breast fed in her laps
Sleepless in each glimmer that's landing

To pull the strings of her silent lips
To crack the code of the cryptic night
To touch her hair and her silver hips
Swaying the burdens of the morning light

Her navel's pierced with a jewel rare
Stolen right from the tip of the tongue
A day to pronounce and once again to dare
To spell the dawns in the songs unsung

Her feet are tender her toes are so tiny
Her nails are polished in stardust of silver
Her eyes made of beauty silently miming
A water to each ocean and bed to each river