I carried you away from here
in a simple turned up leaf
caught in an underbelly current
riding high
Who would have ever known
it was simply the moon
standing guard like a night watchman
as I chased him across the night tailored sky
towed only by the pull of my dream
Oh my, Joanie – how I love this -from the turned up leaf to the pull of your dreams – wonderful! K
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