Looking Up At The Glowing Moon






Looking up at the glowing moon
A remarkable passion slowly burns
Falling stars in the North Sea’s night
Resting quietly upon my weary stern
Scanning horizons of a cloudless sky
Each rogue wave taken in ample stride
The fervent dreams of your sweet nectar
Coming precariously closer with each tide
Through our distant & complete adoration
You, the only one who could be my lady fair
Chanced to love me entirely & selflessly
Back where my necessities were laid bare


It’s Sheer Physics, Really


It’s sheer physics, really
The fact that I would love you
The aesthetics & poetics
My heart could only beat this true
It’s not a surprise, really
I’m fascinated with your quintessence
Devotion & adoration
You’ve caused this tumescence