Little Red
Full Moon Brimming
On A Hungry Wolf
Fire still burning
Words are not enough
Red Riding Hood,
You stopped me where i stood.
The basket you held, looked so good,
I enticed...And you fell...
In the woods... safe and sound
We could not believe what we had found
Me in denim... and you it lace
We understood, each other so very well
Full moon brimming over with light
Gazing into the eyes of the other
The twin to me, I did see, in You.
Be careful with my heart, my love.
My running shoes are unlaced for now,
So lean back and enjoy the ride.
Embrace all the laughter, our lives allow.
rlm
Copyright © Robert Long Mellott | Year Posted 2011
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