Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Moonbeams…. 

…for armadillos who play in moon beams
 
whisper ’round limbs 

under purring skies

where a night kitten finds

  the dandelion glimmering  pearly white

and her milky breath 

blows starlets across velvet fields which ripple

outside my willow nest

my arms all wrapped ’round moonlit limbs

my eyes all washed in moonlit swells

i nestle ‘midst tree-shells 

and rest in the arms of a willow

 ’til sunrise 

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