Mad Affair with Moon (Limerick)

Prompt: Mad

Much as I applaud her beauty, Moon can drive me mad

And leave me lachrymose, despairing, oh so very sad…

But as a poet, I’m drawn to her penultimate allure

Compelled, yearning, piteous, begging silver’d tincture…

Thus, soonest she’s filled to brim, finished thrashing my mortal soul—I’m glad.

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

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