moonshine: a love poem
I want to put on a Van Morrison record
from back in the day when the stage lights
caught the rhinestones on his jumpsuit
made them sparkle like the ball going down
on New Year’s Eve
then I want to pull you close to me
till I can’t tell where my skin stops
and your skin starts
I want your hands in my hair
our legs intertwined
and when Van starts singing about
“Moonshine Whiskey”
I want to kiss you until neither of us
cares anymore about breathing
18 May 2013
Auburn, AL
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