Moonchild

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Not of this world
moonchild,
just an observer
the free spirited wiccan
You dance and weave
tiptoeing through moonbeams
lost in the moment..

Dancing in the dark
alone, it is after all
the mad season
where the lunatics roam the night..
from a safe distance
I watch as you dance

Your intellectual musk thrills me
draws me closer
fascinating,
watching you
the Maestro, the moondancer
Your imperfections glow
as you perfectly flow
what beauty you show


for you see, the spell
you cast the words
you spoke..Tramps
like us were born to run,
I am yours
ensnared in the intrigue
come moonchild
dance with me