...
and now i know
he allowed it
the wolf who made the moon blush purple
with the spanish melody of his love
he let my mind tiptoe off
into diluted thoughts
and unsheer pastels
in daymares, he felt my eyes
unawake under the colors of anothers sky
because he knew
watching the capricorns pawprints
from far away
for a while
only meant
my heart would remember
that it never wants to forget
Him
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Watch out for those Cappy goats. I love the third and fourth lines, about the moon and the Spanish melody.
ReplyDeleteahahaha... uh, but I AM the "cappy goat". but you are correct... we must be watched... and appreciated and loved and adored and and and... ;) thankyou for reading. x
ReplyDeletequite the ecentric wolf baying spanish melodies...smiles. i like the lines on the capricorns...nice.
ReplyDeleteI love the twisty word play here - daymares, unawake, remember it never wants to forget. awesome write!
ReplyDeleteVery fanciful tail, er...tale. Good one cappy goat. Lovely blog too.
ReplyDeletehahahaha ~ im only taking out thoughts and laying them on a sheet of heartpaper to try to make some sense of a certain "He" ;) thankyou for the compliment ~ x
ReplyDeleteLove the mingling of the words you chose, nicely done!
ReplyDeleteLove your Blog the dynamics all come together and fire off a cool impression.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed your piece.
Daymares - love it!
Great images and I love the whole lavendar theme of your blog. I'm glad that you joined us at the Poets' Pub and hope to see more of your work...from another Cappy!
ReplyDeleteThe wolves are always after us capricorns, it seems. Leopards too. Love your unique take here, esp the first three lines--stellar opening.
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