(Get into Van Morrison’s music.  I think I write a lot about space because it’s me trying to describe the supernatural feeling that is creating something.  Day 269..)

Well it’s a marvelous night for a moondance, with the stars up above in your eyes…

You look so beautiful in the night
The stars fight over being pieces of jewelry
And most settle as sequins

The planet disappears when you’re in my arms.
Comets take a seat on Mars
To watch our souls in motion
You tango with me
And make my mortality much better than it is when I’m alone
You give rhythm to a man who
Without you
Had two left feet.

Moonlight is the Sun smiling at our steps
We glide across space
Like words to page
And always finish with a dip.