I feel the Vibration
Of bass and tamber echo
Through my bones
As I breathe in breaths of
Pink moscato.
With curtains open,
Open wide like blue
Caffeinated eyes,
The world can see us
Dancing
Bare-legged and laughing.
There are passing eyes
Moving with the passing lights
Beneath the technicolor
That washes against the pavement,
But all I can feel
Is the smiling eyes
Of the moon.
She watches her
Earth-bound
Star-struck
Daughters dance their way
Into the early dawn.