Scrawl Your Heart

Bring me your gentle, poetic heart
so I may touch your abstract eye
With visions I have yet to impart
let me reach your inner sky

The silvery sliver of the moon
lays on your tongue all afternoon
Wash it down into an inner night
then fill your lungs and breathe the starlight

Dip your quill into the void
and scrawl your heart upon the page
But do so quickly with inspired joy
For in dawn's light this breath will fade