midnight moon come a howling
so went outside to find out
what the commotion was all about ….
heard bed springs bouncing back and forth
as the night was indeed in full flight,
came back inside where my intimate stranger
yet very close companion of the moment winked
and i winked back ….
all the rest of what happened is secretly filed
under the heading “Fourth Of July”
anytime of year
do you prefer watching television
or indulging into deep conversation
filled with joy and laughter shared ?
i know, i know ….
it all depends upon your mood
and the quality of the food.
let them heal with time
feel the music,
set spirits free ….
catchy tunes are medicine
a caged door
is meant to be open,
bust it down
with vigorous enthusiasm
in rhythm along ocean tides
splashing among shorelines
much more than borderless
land banned from coexistence
surf and turf platters will abide
as tartar sauce meets barbecue ….
where one becomes two
not just a few.
pair of shoes
finding socks that fit
oh so right
rock and roll
with pure delight
seemingly endless shelves filled with books
on every subject known,
and unknown for that matter
which one to choose ?
there are so many
a baseball came crashing through
one of the stained glass windows
followed by an absolutely brilliant beam of light
which aimed its way softly upon this certain hardcover
begging to be read
with lustful hands, she peeled back the pages
as her breath raced even faster with each word,
every sentence, all paragraphs entangled together,
chapters expanding ever so deeper into roots of desire
while growing into inevitable climaxes beyond all control ….
the writers heart was now released into her
innermost core, a place of paradise where
vacation dreams come true and eruptions are overdue
two doors across the hallway from each other
were now open and connected by one monumental bridge