at the store they offer me a box
to paint the sky on the wall
fluffy white clouds and all
I don’t want daylight
I want night
What if I could paint midnight blue
on all the walls of our room
And then full and bright
I’d paint the moon
so that we could dream
beneath moonbeams
sharing secret sky
lunatic lovers
you and I
Paint the moon
June 9th, 2004 · No Comments
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