Moondance

My wayward feet
dance through the street
and I puddle-jump:
SPLASH, THUMP
baptizing you in rainwater.
Then we kiss and sway
and run away
to chase a moonbeam
till we’ve caught her.

This is for Kerry over in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, where she wants us to “Get Listed” and use at least three compound words in our verse. Click on the link and check it out.