May Moon in Scorpio

Last night
The lover that lives in my Scorpio Moon
Captured me,
Found me out,
Possessed my imagination –
and created passion
To count the hairs on your chest
meticulously, and stop
at least three times.
Faltering back to the number one
A transparent device to prolong the prologue
The lover that lives in my Scorpio Moon
Captured me
Found me out
Possessed my imagination
and created passion
For my tongue tip touch vertebrae –
Lips mouth love
Suckle the man of you.
Tongue to dart and tease,
Mouth to pull you in
taste you impossibly taunt
Nose smell drink your perfume
Hands to tender touch gentle:
All that wants the touch of woman
Heel hitch hike shoulders
Upside download
Woman welling.
Your guru speak perfection:

Retreat from loss of control,
To unleash passion becomes taboo,
Inhibitions between the freedom fighters
Control, contain, deny, avoid,
divide and conquer,
Victim status blue blee blah blah Boohoo Voodoo.
Utterly irrelevant to a
Fully irreverent May moon in Scorpio.