She said
the blue moon is rising
it understands
what it is like to love
to be human
and alone
uncertain
imperfect...

She knows
the sun and the moon
argues as to who
will bring me to sleep
I give into night...

I prefer
to walk
in light of day...

I will slumber
sleep under the moon
the orbiting albino
with its 1000 shafts of light
as it casts cool upon the earth...

A blue moon tonight
a crescent balloon
shaving slivers from our soul
over calm surface of the sea...

Hold my hand and touch me
while the moon
brings high tide to the shores...

It is a song of longing
from blue moon of August
full moon drum of the sea
as the stars shine like pearls...

Minute moons in the sky
dazzling images of light
they wrap the blue seaweed
sparkling, dancing, dizzy tides...

We embrace and kiss
the sea horses neigh
all the island mermaids
come out to sing...