Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.
Allen Ginsberg
steve a. manolis poet
An old man thinking
I would dance with you forever, hold you close
And listen to you speak of miracles
Or watch your eyes as you dream in peaceful airs
I would count the stars that race around the night
Or the moon waxing overhead far away
But not so far that you glow in brilliant silhouette
I would whisper songs or write endlessly
Your body and soul part of every word,
Every sound a breath of you, languishing forever in my heart
I would taste of you every tear of joy
Drinking forever the depth of you
Endlessly like a single kiss, lasting lifetimes and beyond