Such a Night as This
Two full moons in December. Did you find a kiss under one of them? Quiet, perfect, quiet…
Shakespeare, Merchant of Venice, v. I.
The moon shines bright. In such a night as this,
When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees,
And they did make no noise —-
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You don’t dance to the music in the room
The smell of ginger, your perfume
Has tied my mind, your eyes have made me bold
I long to be as close as you wish you could have been
Finding constellations on your skin
A blue moon, I find, comes not once but twice
Isolda, I can’t hold you
But I want you so bad
I want you so bad
from ‘Isolda’ by Paul Burch (2000)