rest a while <br /> <br />some strange new dance <br />is coming to you <br /> <br />along with a <br />clattering wheel or two, <br />and the milk of new love songs <br /> <br />sit and wait for them, <br />disguised as a moon <br />behind a tree <br /> <br />sit, <br />wait... <br /> <br />and try to move <br />your feet <br />when they <br />arrive<br /><br />Michael Joseph Ferguson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disguised-as-a-moon-behind-a-tree/
