Green Scene

I’d like a bite of the moon soon
Cut me right to her green scene
The dark side gazing at me sees
my own eyes wondering what’s inside

Bright side takes it for a ride
Slipping, sliding, high
Whisper, drip, it sighs

I’d like to scratch up the dark’s bark
Climbing into a green scene
The bright side questioning me, pleas
Take your time enjoying what’s inside

Dark side soaks it up and hums
Shaking, gunning, runs
Whisper, drip, it comes

Shadows tickling what’s sweet
Left limb leaning toward what thinks
“Think the moon is what I’d like to meet”

In the moon is where I’d like to be
Breathing me
By the moon is where I’d like to be
Soft and sweet
On the moon is where I’d like to be
Look at me