I moon for you like a hidden still <br />Of hillbillies, in the moon wind hills; <br />Like a flounder caught, <br />In a foundering stream, <br />I follow the edge <br />Of another's dream. <br /> <br />I pine for you like a smitten tree <br />Once lightning-struck, where no one could see; <br />Or a one-winged bird <br />With his broken-note, <br />Like a bankers loan <br />No one would tote. <br /> <br />I wait for you like a counterfeit breeze <br />Waits for an opened map, to seize; <br />Or a bank robber bides <br />His time outside <br />The bank, till no one's <br />Left inside.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-moon-for-you/
