A simple moon song

just a trip into a fantasy world where music is important.

A simple moon song dripping with mauve pleasure on a bed of petals from the maiden’s mouth in the shape of the night before.
A sultry star ballad. shredded tears of the virgin harp man who never learned to tune the vacuum to a low growling G#. A soaking wet dream medley smiling in the key of depression. . Heaven’s direct-to-sunlight string quartet that’s shaking as it plays “On with the night” because in a simple moon song tomorrow is yesterday and being alive forever is part of the audition. The audition of life that is.

Reviews

[Nia Hope]

This is really pretty I like it :)

[Richard]

thanks very much :)