Bardenesque

these clouds dangling about the moon tinged with the pearlescent glow of a fading sun have my thoughts twirling in my mind awakening memories i slip away into the darkness of eventide eyes closed wondering if it's you touching me through this muggy air as i twist this crimped up hair half kept atop my head i can hear the thrum of whispers and old guitars in faded love songs now beckoning me to sing along like a teenager plumb crazy in love i succumb once again to your touch the tang of your lips lingers on mine as this wind pauses between gusts memories erupt thrusting forward like a feral cat into darkness claws drawn against bare skin leaving me breathless like this howling wind the clouds drift as my eyes open glowing like this moon april 13, 2021 Eight word Bardenesque challenge Poetry Contest Sponsored by John Hamilton