Crazy Prose On A Crazy Night Poem by Sandra Regan

Crazy Prose On A Crazy Night



June brings warmth, sun kissed cheeks and love from two.
Endless crazy thoughts of laughter, songs, and you.
Four days of a full moon, oh my.
Filled with your light and your crazy ways.
Reeling with memories of nights and days.
Eyes the same and yet so different.
Your spirit fills us tonight, like this moon shining so bright.
I'm positive you feel the same.
So what happens next? Love and fights?
Crazy days and crazy nights.
Real? Is this? I don't know.
Angels have clearly shot us with some crazy bow.
Zen says you are dark and we are light.
Yes, you are left and we are right.
A guy and two goddesses.
Boy, I think we be the crazy ones tonight.
Oh, but the dreams he has.
Under the cover of night and the drunkenness of his vice.
This boy is clearly obsessed with being naughty and nice.
Roxy means 'Dawn', hmm, dawns early light?
Obey your elders, let's not fight.
Xrated are your dream, this we think is true.
Yes, most definitely, you dream your dreams in lapis lazuli blue.
And who's to say what we dream of this boy.
No, some things stay secret, this be our joy.
Dreams and dancing, I hope they last through this crazy night.
LoLena, he has dubbed my fellow seraphim.
Oh, the funny looks we share from across this swim.
Laughter again at your silly words and crazy ways.
Endless, nights, and endless days.
No, WE are all crazy, I think.
And here you have a crazy prose for this moon filled crazy night.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The title of this poem says it all. This poem was written on a night a of full moon. Yes, a crazy prose on a crazy night indeed...
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