Monday, July 6, 2015

moon

Meet me
under the strawberry moon.
I'll be the one
dressed like the sea.
~ Ron Wills

Shy girl

For the shy girl
with windows in her eyes,
a kiss hidden in a poem
about walking in gardens
where there are no gardens, 
but tangled paths balanced
between our yesterdays
and our tomorrows.
You're beautiful.
I won't ever touch your hand,
not until I become the wind.


~Ron Wills