Monday, February 9, 2009

Tickling the Moon's Feet

Why have we come to hide our hearts,
Why are we here to stealth our souls,
Why do we waste away our precious gift.

Today when I looked into your eyes
you did not see me.

You and I, let's tread away
the silly charade and fly
about the clouds until
our hearts and minds go
crazy with raging love. Mocking
earth's solid clocks and rules,
we'll dance the night to dawn,
even tickle the moon's feet
for a mischievous laugh or two.

So when looking into your eyes,
the world becomes a magic garden,
with colors so bright I shield
my eyes to see. Touching
your hand a river of peace courses
through my veins to make
me drunk with sweet ecstasy.

Now that we are here, it is
as if we're one with infinity:
with reason to live to share
our infinite love,
with reason to love to make
ourselves complete.
Or why would we have come
so far.

Copyright 2009 Francis Don Daniels

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