Let’s Fly !


the stars
have ensnared the trees
hang dew-like on edges of leaves
silver lacing green

your voice
dances on the nite
weaving its way thru branches

come ~ let’s fly
with the wind above arched treetops
lightly touch down & twirl up again
wrapping ourselves
with the dark cloak, our sky!


               Copyright 2005  njTare


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Copyright  2005  njTare