Ode

I'm a lunatic, lover, and poet
Please don't diminish the worth of the moon
When you call me your muse

Think of me and you
Like a bow and arrow
Can we start making a tune
That we'll never use?
Down the tilted street
Cigarette burned sheets
We'll never get to the party on time
Just a skinny thing
Wrapped around your finger
I hope this glow in my chest never subsides

Where have you been all of my life?
Our hearts dance in time
After all our minuets
I won't regret