Full Moon

see the moon and think of me,

pluck her from her starry branches,

let her warm up your palms,

press each fingertip,

into the grooves that cover her,

so she is unpeeled when you

take a bite,

sweet juice swelling over your tongue,

coating your lips in gloss,

as you swallow me whole

Tilly Aistrop is a professional chef and aspiring writer, you can find more of her work here bit.ly/Aistrop-portfolio.
Or you can check out her newly started substack @tillais