ampoule
05-20-2009, 08:28 PM
Flirting With the Moon
A reply, a thank you.
Oh, come here moon,
Let me sit beneath you,
That your sparks might fly,
Though you are usually still and quiet.
That drum, my heart, so fast,
Deep within your circulation,
Like my finger stirring a pool of water,
Never still, never quiet.
Looking through you,
My eyes past yours, and you,
Feeling gloriously naked in my watch,
Waiting still, waiting quietly.
ampoule, May Twentieth, TwoThousandNine
A reply, a thank you.
Oh, come here moon,
Let me sit beneath you,
That your sparks might fly,
Though you are usually still and quiet.
That drum, my heart, so fast,
Deep within your circulation,
Like my finger stirring a pool of water,
Never still, never quiet.
Looking through you,
My eyes past yours, and you,
Feeling gloriously naked in my watch,
Waiting still, waiting quietly.
ampoule, May Twentieth, TwoThousandNine