In the crater of an August moon

[Tiger the Lion]

Hey Keith, loads to love here. Since it's in misc. maybe just a few thoughts for you to sit with.

My wine glass catches a burnt sky consider "a wine glass" - I think there's pros and cons with both, but worth looking at
that pours lilac over pan fried sea bass, up to here there's a lot to swallow. Def a full stop after "bass"
couples clink and chat laughter these 2 lines you could improve. I'm not a fan of "clink" - I get it but there's a disconnect just big enough to make this reader pause
as the lonely ocean plays with silver.

A sturgeon moon scoops waves loving "moon scoops"
high over the last strip of sand
fading colours into reflections
of bleached sun-bathed days.

The heady pull of memory's crush
holds scented hands bound by bracelets, you asking "pull" to be a noun here. For me it's a hurdle. But I love "heady" so I kinda don't want to mess with it
wrapped in the drift of distant music.

I smile looking down beyond your chair,
until the dry drips of an empty bottle I'll be up all night trying to imagine "dry drips". Thanks for that.

make me look up. Strong, strong last line. I could go into elaborate detail, but trust me it's very good. 

Thanks for sharing Keith. Just some quick thoughts to think about. As a whole I'm still digesting it. 
Paul