Driving Into The Moon

Up and over
Ride the rise to infinity
Liquid cool, the taste of ice on the tongue
Heaven’s plaything melts from a lover’s lantern down to a sliver, a whisper
Leaving behind its gauzy cloak and glitterdust jewels
Bit by bit, wish by wish, it fattens on a diet of dreams
Ripe with light, it draws close the frothy mane then pushes it away
The pearl ascends until swallowed by a frog, leaving darkness to enfold the earth