The moment has come to to follow in the beat of a different drum..
Your drum buzzed in my ear...
My sound hynotizing bringing ... worth dance and trance...
Yours would bring cryptic circles in my head....
When the truth needed to be said
With you I grew to be dark and dismal..
your love brought nectar and ambrosia
Then I believed to be a goddess
We kissed the same day we met
making love on the full moon
Wickedly peaceful when it was just
You and I...
Darling do you remember loving me ecclecticly
on the moon?
Vanessa Paris Bracamonte 2015
