The Key Master
An about face I took with you.
Like lightning instantly I knew
In the wind is a breath you blew.
Suddenly I felt lives of a fresher air.
And automatically I had not one care.
Amazingly we both have it all to share
Like candy to a baby you certainly are.
You tempt me to travel from way afar.
I’d swear to God you’re a shooting Star.
I will dance with you at midnight on the Moon.
Swinging you around but brought back by noon.
Your sense of time will be off or you’d be a loon,
I will shift you out of balance and knock you over.
You will fall into water fountains of my holy clover.
But by then you’d be stuck wanting this moreover.
What a ingenious trap of footsteps that stood in front of me.
An about face I took with thee so here I am and so I shall be.
I’m the key master to locksmiths of all eyes that did not see.
© Copyright: Ann Rich 2008
