making moonbeams mine
Thursday, July 28th, 2011dreams visit me
like ghosts
of a past
that hasn’t happened
yet
her mouth curving
to fit mine
for the first time
the sweetest
of moonbeams
dance on my heart
and we laugh
falling over
and through
open windows
into a roomful
of doors
and then i wake
with determination
stirring in my heart
for fitting into her curves
and making moonbeams mine
