Poems for the Misinclined

Holes in my heart
The wind blows through,
Howling like the wolves, Hungry, tired, moonshine wired,
Wild and ragged, torn and tattered, I’d climb a mountain for a better view.
I’d climb a mountain for a better view…..

A mist in the air, a fire in the stove.
I’ve always loved you darlin this life fits us like a glove.
A dance in the moonlight, a song on your lips.
A turn on the last note, my hands gently on your hips.
Romance is for lovers, not for the misinclined,
Magic is for dreamers, and clocks just keep the time.

© 2021 MC