What draws me to you
(reasons unclear)
a powerful persuassion.
As water has always moved
seeps into uneven breathing
finds those spaces I run and hide
and lures me from the edge.

None but the brave choose
to tarry in their thoughts
of you and yet,
I fall over and over
as you wend and weave
those realms of light
across the water’s keen
and chill winds blow
toward the end of day.

La Luna
Sweet, sweet lady of the night
you’ve always held me
in your spell
and I,
I come willing
Captive to the mystique and charm
of your prelude to infinity


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