you used to be cheese

when I was a kid

you used to be cheese

then I grew up

and felt your eyes

moonlight magnetic

 

man in the moon—

mother earth’s

lover

I watch you dance

the sky for her

 

fishermen, sailors

women flow

ride those tides

crescent to full—

the passionate pull

 

crazy moon—

you used to be cheese

About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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1 Response to you used to be cheese

  1. troysherdahl says:

    free 55. Thanks for the inspiration, Eric A.

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