Sunday, February 20, 2011

Love is a Trick of the Light

I entered her world so easily.
A paper sailing ship carried me
from one side to the other
across the motionless basin of water,
and I alighted, dry as matchwood,
upright as a pulpit.

And it was not the second coming of Christ,
or anything like that. It was one
small, plastic chair, a wish
to be incandescent in a world of midnights,
and a flight of butterflies, tipsy tilt
across the garden.


Blogger Chris Never said...

If you get a chance, leave a comment on here just to let me know you are ok Moon, I emailed you ,but havent heard back yet

I am worried :(

Take care,
stay safe


1:51 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

hiya. I'm fine. I replied to your email, but in case you don't get it, I'm all good. Was very scary an still is, but w=me an mine are all alive and well.

Thanks for worrying :) xo

12:46 AM  

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