Is All Beauty A Kind Of Seduction?

Why does the moon, like Audrey Hepburn, beam

in the Chanel little black dress of night?

Why do clouds part, unveiling golden gleam

like Marylin’s iconic dress of white?

I know why the bee and me seem to be

enamoured equally by the flowers

and the beacon like peacocks tail tells me

of Mother Nature’s seductive powers.

I know why each infant is the sun rise

and why catkin soft kittens look so cute,

why the Puppy says “Hug Me” with wide, sweet, sad eyes

or peaches and melons moan “Luscious fruit”.

But why do I long to kiss all the stars

or cradle this whole Earth within my arms?

Do the bright stars seduce us from afar?

Is Earth saying, “Love Me” with her charms?