my psyche brims with your words
as i tiptoe from star to star
wild and free
in this wanton locale
till i hang on tonight’s crescent moon
scattered drops of rain
will not dampen my spirit
perplexities will not enter my radar
all fantasies will be possible
your words and mine
reflected in silvery moonlight
will enable me to be the mirror
for you to see yourself as i do
finally you can be certain
you are loved
|
'femme 92' by aja ebsq
courtesy of etsy.com
|