Behind the clouds a feasting moon is full
Of blue notes that once made a guitar cry
For stars to fill a hungry sky.
A certain smile dances with a question on her face
The passion push and pull of stop and start
Breathe a tango whispering the secrets of her heart
A fork along the road that splits her open future wide
Now which way to turn she must decide
The two who know stand patient in the sharp and needle
rain
With answers but no questions that will melt the
frozen pain
But who will speak the truth or tell the lies
When stars are falling from the broken skies?
She knows these misty pirate islands well
But none can tell which road will lead to heaven or
to sorrow
Except the twins who sway the day unspeaking of
tomorrows
In the fragrant salsa breeze with starry fragments
in the trees.
Her heart’s anticipation skips a beat in riddled syncopation
Buried treasure deep beneath
The dancer’s flashing feet kick sands of twinkling irony
As thirsty opportunity is swallowed by her greedy past
The moon is full
An empty sky can wait
For jazz above
The stars will read her fate.
