Poetry in Spoken Word by Tracy Kocsis - HTML preview

DANCING WITH THE MOON

I think I will dance beneath the moon tonight.

I think the moon would be pleased to do the waltz.

Maybe if the moon is really nice,

I’ll paint her a beautiful picture

Or sing her a somber melody-

The kind sung between two kindred spirits,

A song only her familiar soul would know.

I’d smile coyly at the moon-

Perhaps I’d suggest she stick around

For another dance,

Perhaps under the showers of the spring rain.