A Stretch
A stretch
There is this Beautiful Lady, I have come to know.
In her desire to reach, is it to me ?, she wants to show
legs stretched out, “ one foot on the sun
the other firmly planted upon this earth ”.
For this old man in the moon, what fun !,
as he orbits this little blue planets girth
forever passing by, getting a glimpse at creation,
that beautiful place, came mankind, what fascination !
After she had stated this, her spiritual desire,
I, of course, turned it into my passions fire.
This Beautiful Lady, of course, meant something higher
while I, reaching out for what I require.
Will we ever get passed this game we play ?
Will our souls touch each other ?, one day.
B. J. “A ” 2
November 10th 2013
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