On a hill : Day 48 #100daysofwriting

Fingers trailing
Against the dark sky
Shadow playing in moonlight
I told you I'd only kiss
On sight of a shooting star
You tricked me with a passing plane
I didn't mind
Fingers trailing
Along insides of elbows
Goosebumps flare with chill
I told you I couldn't love you
You said you had enough
Enough love to compensate
So I pretended to see a shooting star
And kissed you back
Fingers linked in quiet prayer
That the night would never end
I think I did fall for you
Under the stars
On a hill.

Hunting The Moon : Day 11 #100daysofwriting

I climbed out of the window
to hunt the moon

hood up
hands tucked
into the hoody
that smells of you
toes curl
in new cowboy boots

I climbed out of the window
to hunt the moon

the Khoi believe
Sun hacks away at Moon
leaving just His backbone
Moon is reborn tonight
I am reborn tonight

I climbed out of the window
to find my way

face up
knees tucked
into the hoody
that smells of us
toes tap
in new cowboy boots

I climbed out of the window
to find my way

the Khoi believe
Girl threw ashes to heaven
creating the Milky Way
stars show the way
I see the way

I climbed out of the window
to hunt the moon