Me, color and moon

Me, color  and moon

I  want color, zest in colorful life,

 a song to merge with color of life,

 greenness in the greenery of life’s

blooming green, adding color to my life

of   merry singing in love’s take;

my singing is not dull for it draws

inspiration from the chirping and moving

above  endless in grafting  all around us;

The moon, plump like babe’s cheek

 touching my  love pad, waxing its melody.

I walk and walk, looking at the moon,

Moon is my light, my  bright, my cheers

Moon is my beam of  love and lure,

Moon is  my day of luck, my love;

In my lady love, the moon and color

Merge with prosperity and bloom,

Moon is my  philosopher and guide,

Propelling into love and  pots of luck.