Date: 04.07.2009
Time: 7:25 p.m.
On a darkened leaden evening
As I looked out through a two-way glass
A lidded moon stared back through the clouds
And drew my heart away from the earth
I noticed the star perched above
A streaming mass of white
And wondered why I was anywhere but
A rooftop, watching it smile
All pangs of hunger lay forgotten
With supper getting cold
As I wished to engage in a sprightly dance
Before it glowed bright gold.
Could it be, could it be
Did I fly with the breeze
Did I twirl with my feet upon clouds?
Did I breathe, did I breathe
As my heart sang with such ease
And I felt icicles tickling my toes?
Was it love, was it hope
Was it a dream where the moon spoke
Had the cloud-horses really traipsed across the sky?
Was it me, was it me
Who glided forward with such glee
Sliding off the back of a moonstruck doe?
I dare not shut my eyes now for fear
As I do not want this gleaming vision to disappear
But I am back on my knees, peering out through the trees
Hoping for another magical two-way glass.
End: 7:50 p.m.
