Tale Weaver 116 – The Moon

photo by Michael

sleeplessly embracing you
and I am a female rebel
bedding with you, sticking like glue
you’ve got me under your spell
you and me, no one can foretell
no need for each other to woo

butterflies as well as needles
hunger of the pine tree, that’s it
raspberries and fruits of brambles
we’ll take it easy, never quit
walking hand in hand by moonlit
telling each other sweet babbles