Between Me and The Moon


The Moon- the beauty of the night

The stars are the pretty little daisy’ s

Of the sky

(He loves me , he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not)

In this fragile darkness

The Moon lingers above in sweet

Suspended honey

Lips of the wind blowing

Her a kiss

Into the night where

Time lies shattered

And I shall go now

They know me for what I am

A dreamer

Between Me and The Moon

Sweet moon beams and tenderness

Holding me – enchanting stars

Whispering me a lullaby

I am entering

The Kingdom of

Dark dreams, dangerous dreams

Shooting star – the perfection of

Honeysuckle and roses – what madness

Touching you – touching me

Until time fades, falls away

Like a slow blues – hands

Glide – rhythm beckoning

Touch upon touch – don’t stop

From touching everywhere

And last till the end of time, my love

The strangeness of each other’s flesh

Soul – kissing – what ecstasy

Sweet present of the present

Warmth of life

Your arms around me

Your breath at my throat

A thousand times ago – magic

Stir’ s the wind’ s curiosity

Your warmth lingers on

My fingers, palms on my mouth

The rising Sun exposes me

Takes me back – all day awake

All day in the daze – of the haze

In lustful of the

Great Black Night

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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