the moon hangs low in the dark blue
just enough to brighten your golden hue
it sees you and I dancing in the night
sends apostles of flight and light
they're lightning bugs in the sky and
my darling they dance in your eyes
they guide your face unto my endless gaze
I'm overcome with a daze
through my stupor these fireflies of love tie our hearts
into a string,
tightens the farther we part until I'm forced to scream
a song to the heavens above
a resounding harmony of love
whipping down and whirling round to a tornado of passion comprised of flying cows and lonely hearts
YOU ARE READING
a years worth of poetry
Poesíavarious poetry written between march 2014 to 2015. more will be posted as i find it and stop being lazy.
