Wishes

Wishes

Are not pennies

I can’t take them back -

hide them like

chipmunks

do.

Unless you see me

twirl

under the stargaze

in soft meadow dancing -

where the sweet tallgrass

touches our legs with long

gatherings.

So quiet past,

the slow river

glimmers with evening’s

reflections, moonlights,

sounding with

the faint water

streamings -

On and on away

As we hold knowing

warm hands -

Now run,

run fast by the

long riverbed to

catch the water’s

reflected stars

that wink and say

you belong

to this dark

beautiful night -

I twirl and twirl in

the warm happenstance

before falling over

with you.

the long kiss -