Sassy Moon

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

A moon so sassy as the apple of an azz
So shiny as the penny of a nipple
So touchable so untouchable
So encouraging in all its sexual needs

So sensual are the lips of the latest dance
And so comforting are the arms of a lover at play
Till I must say, this day has sent tantalizing,
Eroticizing, tingling, passions of lust

To the tray of milk that set on yesterdays shelf
For you have just been hit
With seduction withdrawn syndrome
Tasting your first faze of life’s greater pleasures

I give to you the seduction of a mind
She lives she breathes she continues on she is time
She is sometimes a friend
And that is higher then
The End