your eyes so green
like empty bottles
you must be part leprechaun or
half alligator
snaking a path
out of downtown
i didn't feel a thing
you charmed me out
of my skin
swallowed me whole
i hope the tiny parasols
didn't hurt on the way down
i don't care if we never hit bottom
there's a pot of gold in your pants
i'm mesmerized by
rainy nights
fruity drinks
full moon geometry
makes this radius radiant
i'll be your night light
and all the rest is moondance
8/22/08
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