moonsong
this big ol’ sky is a dance floor
moon. gonna fox trot and tango
all over you.
(Jim can’t compete)
(two left feet)
Month: December 2012
Things I Wanted To Write About While There Was Still Time
Your smile.
The way you turn
to face the window
as
you walk in.
Careful to stand
with your outside boots
inside the rug.
How the weary day dissolves
in the last pool
of December sun.
Reminding me to love exactly
this moment.
As if there wasn’t
another.