(3rd week of Dec 2020)

Nothing More

Just putting out the day's torch
sitting on the back porch
Drinking down the moonlight
and moon-shine with you

Never knew from nothing
what the fuss is all about
shouting at a TV
that don't say nothing new

Fire crackling feet dry
singing till the moon's high
watching all them fireflies
like fireworks galore

Nights like this are pure bliss
Like a dreamer's first kiss
Living here where all there is
is all we need and nothing more