i saw a little sun
and i told my mistress
grab your overnight bags
give me a little kiss
we'll travel like gods
to another shore
to places we've dreamt of
but have never seen before
looking for a passage
to awe and inspire
a cavern of secrets
filled with romance and fire
our arms wrapped tightly,
buttocks and breasts,
no reputations to consider
like simple nomadic guests
in the spirit of the chase
laughing at the moon
we'd check in early
and check-out too soon
the highlight
as someone new might say
we'd be together
arm and arm each day
i saw a little sun
and i told my mistress
grab your overnight bags
give me a little kiss
we'll travel like gods
to another shore
to places we've dreamt of
but have never seen before.
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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