The Moon Was An Orange And So Full. Poem by RIC BASTASA

it told her
that time when we were sixteen
that there is a place where the moon is orange and full,
and she believed me
and so we went there and she asked what do we do here
and i did not answer.
so many things happened then
time is and had always been another magician
the illusionist in us
cannot but love it just the same.
we thought we have forgotten our own chosen madness
which was too delicious on something too sumptuous
a party for two, a drink for one, and a smoke in circles
inside a room of secrets.
someday we shall master time
make it come back and then make us see how sweet we were
that time when we were sixteen
in that place where the moon was an orange and so full.