MOON ON A SPOON

MOON ON A SPOON I know that my words may sometimes seem trite The way I feel for you deserves better than that Like some of the oblique references to the moon And if I could, to just offer it to you on a spoon But that would be closer to where my love is at And even to receive a nod from the sky at night My language of love can sometimes be empirical Perhaps a poet might consider it a good attempt Or in the lines of a song that are known so well They can resonate with the heart, as all may tell Yet foolish or silly phrases should not be exempt As there is some allowance given in being lyrical My emotional situation is both desire and intent I may fumble the words but my message is true You can see how I seem to lose all my sensibility As for saying sweet nothings, I’ve lost the ability Perhaps an understanding and forgiveness is due As I am close to all of my creativity being spent