Another poem from way out west
saving these virgin pages for someone in your dreams forget it, moon dancer the obvious will never be what it seems skipping off lovers like stones in the streams go back to your cobweb where you danced on moonbeams away from the village where they take their adventures through a computer in the den out to the cacti and the whispering wind voices in the silent clouds and floating in the blue away and traveling into you….. midnight wine songs and pleasure red mountains in the morning. in the new mexico wind comes a silver magician just keep the magic turning desert madness churning our hearts to the sound in the moon love finds no sunset warm heart never sleeps in tune with these crazy crows talking to these twisted trees amber warm insanity taking this wizard’s reality and nobody knows like i do, how much i love you entwined in the music of his gypsy song she sleeps under the gazing stars far away her sadness calling far away she cannot hear a dream a rainbow a rapture falling given an oasis to replace the tear