Run Away With Me Poem by Charles Hancock

Run away with me
to a wooded mountain top
or to frolic by the sea
Merrymaking will be nonstop

No phones, newspapers, or TV
Just you, me, raspberry wine,
crackers, sausage, and brie
Maybe a jar of peach moonshine

Lay on a blanket under the stars
and watch the moon run its orbit
No voices to hear but ours,
as sparks shimmy from the fire pit

Holding you, while you hold me
until the bright morning shine
The best things in life are free
Trust me, everything will be fine

Day and night, a new escapade
You'll wail like a banshee
as impassioned moments cascade
Run away with me