Lunar Poem by William Kofoed

A slow beating pulse

Moves though the earth

All moves to its beat

A slow dance tune

Its calls the steps

Tides ebb and flow

Blood rises with it too

Its pulse quickens

Flowing stronger, hotter

Passions flame and cool to coals

Endless rounds through the steps

Emotions flare and reason flees

Hunger aches, a needing void

Longing wants needs fulfilled

Throbbing beat deeply felt

Driving uncontrolled to fill

Fading cooling slips away

Dance moves on, steps

Counting time to the pulse

Endless moving to the beat