naughty nights

   
             lady moon
    with beamish fingers
	tugs at corners
   ocean tides  unravelling 
               down beach breasts

stars pucker up
              kissing crests
   jibberish light
            unsheathed 
       among wave caps.
           
                     Have you heard
 their butterfly giggles?

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