Oh this is beautiful. A pleasant surprise after dem lukewarm pieces...hehe ;-)
Seems as though although the moon is no longer shining, the dawn simply brings insomniac induced visions of the last evenings activities. The leaping Cheshire leopard! The hypnotic spooks, made magical by alluring moonbeams! A poets memories. And shooting stars. Ahh, yes. A quote may rouse me, but trepidation seems to be your breathless aphrodisiac!
A great contemplative piece!
Sometimes the sense of another captivates our being... playing with our mind and evoking a physical response... How simply and clearly you tell how it is...
I love your walks, Emily, and I love it when you take me along with you. This is a beautifully written piece that I think holds a lot of different meanings for everyone. Nicely done!
KURRUPTED-(AWESTRUCK AND SPEECHLESS,STOOD UP FROM HIS SEAT AND APPLAUDED"
MY INNERSLEF-"COME'ON MAN SAY SOMETHING"
KURRUPTED(MANAGED TO FIND THE WORDS,BUT HE COULD SAY WAS) "WOW!"
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..