Midnight Run
A sultry night,
cascading blues
dance in moonlight’s caress,
through the mossy-laden
cypresses.
I see a gull
flying in the
sapphire and white
clouds and think
back to younger days,
when we’d like in the grass
and look for cloud animals.
As silver moonbeams
jitterbug among the waves,
my heart beats
in ecstasy,
to the music of
water laughter.
La Bella Luna’s
a veritable charmer.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2020
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