Poem: Under the Stars and the Full Moon by Mark Tulin

For Jose, there was no woman

except for the one he slept with.

The one someone had to inflate

with a hand pump and muscle.

There was no one like her,

an hourglass figure,

a voluptuous movie starlet,

beautiful, realistic and plastic.

They worked well in the night

with his mangled body

and her, no breathing nor movement too.

He wished that one day

his body would come alive,

hers would enliven. too.

So they could embrace and make love

with the window shades wide open

under the stars and full moon.



More poems like this in my chapbook of poetry, Magical Yogis.  Click the link to Magical Yogis at the top of my home page to make the purchase.

Author, poet, short story writer from Santa Barbara, California. I write about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching present in California. These are narratives that may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

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