moon shine by mindgallery
Your music slides in slowly through the side door
a soft pitter patter with
a gentle
beat
and like a taste of honey creamed thoughts
softly blowing through the trees
and towards the
west
we walked quietly through the moonlit night
our toes knowing more than
words can
say
mindgallery
It’s always fun to discover that a saved mindgallery poem also contains an image I hadn’t previously seen. This one is a perfect summertime moon shine.
