Your Sky
Touch with your tongue, touch with your heart
worded dewdrops speak plain..
not beating my chest., or tempting a soul
nor giving it away,
except maybe,
just this once..
again.
Think you saw something
that reminded you..
w' those same eyes that used
to see through, oh
used to see right through...
Would you have heard me,
If you didn't have keen ears?
So very, very keen..
searching a single note from afar,
though near enough
to hear my plea.
No, more, no less,
or maybe all of those...
waxing & waning in a dream's moonlit sky
Frankie said-
"whatever gets you through the night."
lest you wonder, at motes floating
past your eye..
it's all yours,
your turn to shine.
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