Poppies by Alexandra Sophie via FlickrYou’re a distant traveler
With companions by your side
To coffee shops and bar room hops
In search for the mystified.

Where strangers become lovers
Where loneliness collides
By the holy and the guilty
Singing songs of the great divine.

With a smile you lure the ladies
Toss your hair back with one verse
A signal for the timid
A blessing for the cursed.

Your hands are running water
On the feathers of a dove
A forbidden fruit upon a tree
To gaze at from above.

Your heart is like a river
Winding in and out of stones
Your fingers on the trigger
As the world brings the unknown.

For me, oh, I’m just passing by
Collecting flowers for my hair
I rest under the shaded tree
And I smile to know you’re there.

It’s strange that you should notice
As you travel far and wide
And battle with your heart each day
In search for the mystified.

© Linda Moon

Edge of a Dream

man women kissing in moon

Intuit cognation on the edge of a dream
Ardent love glowing in the light of moon beams.
Soft cotton candy suspends in delight
Rekindles like stars to the skies in the night.

Stardust and planets swirl Starry Night’s paint
As the man in the moon and his lover acquaint.
Embossed in a shadow, dancing on air
Two heavenly bodies moonstricken in glare.

Adorned in undressing, as symphonies play
Mockingbirds mimic their shadow’s display.
And I with my back towards the warmth of the earth
Gaze in adornment till my eyes closed in search.

My soul slowly spun by the strength of his hands
From it my mind landed softly in chant.
We sought out in mystery with love in our dreams
Where you wake in slumber and I in between.
© Linda Moon

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