one more moon
before we kiss
and lie between sleep
and find a star dawning
gently the rhythm
water windows white
as pillow drowning
catch a keychain just for luck
I hold to hide
and what is all
just prayer without knowing
my mind straight is breath
and all around us
the air and little life
without knowing
my mind I'm slowly drowning
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 514
Let’s Take One More Rocket To The Moon
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Drop a line, a quip, a snippet, your pants, or an anecdote...just don't drop the soap.