Moonlight fills my glass
and i slowly sip;
wait for the stars
to start to hum.
Dreams are noisy
with all their spare change pockets
and dangle bell belts.
So when the stars
and the dreams start to dance,
it sounds like whisper touches
and child-like giggles.
They waltz along my spine
until my body relaxes with ease
and I slip into slumber
full with humming stars
and jangling dreams.