ON THE MOON
Carol Ortiz
We are on the moon,
flying on brooms
over the clouds, against the sun
we are witches having fun
we make love with thunder,
speechless, without blunder
we are poets, we live in magic
our stage is this song, nothing more tragic
flying on brooms
over the clouds, against the sun
we are witches having fun
we make love with thunder,
speechless, without blunder
we are poets, we live in magic
our stage is this song, nothing more tragic
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