it's warm tonight
I sit here on the sand
watching the moon rise
and feel the specters
of summers past
the breeze from the ocean
the song of the surf
somewhere down the beach
a fire ring sending smoke and
embers in the air
broken wisps of song
carry on the air
your arm around me
I walk down the beach
heading for home
leaving a trail of
single footprints
you're in my heart
when are you
coming home
merlot moon
and the muse comes
to visit
or was it the mango sun
and the green flash
that woke my
slumbering pen
or "just a memory
of a love that
used to be"?
where are we
she questioned
as she brushed
stardust from
her eyes
and shook sand
from her rumpled clothes
"why am I
naked and laughing
in the moonlight?
whose parrot is that
pulling the cork
from my bottle of wine?
Ho, Pirate of my soul,
thief of my heart,
Prince of my dreams
come back here
and do that again!!!
Her laughter lilting
on the sunrise
