BELIEVE IN ME

You bang your head
on the moon

( stifle our giggles )

my scarf snags on a tree

(  suppress our  hee hee hees )

we tip toe through a sea
trying not to. . .

( laugh ha ha ha.....shhhhhhh! )

But hey....it was only
a paper moon

and you know...a muslin tree

and yeah yeah sure sure
a cardboard sea.

The moon tumbles and falls
rolls at our feet.

The tree has attached itself
to me.

I tread on a wave
and the sea snaps.

Here back stage

nothing is real
unless thinking makes it so.

But the kiss
the kiss is

a Barnum and Bailey kiss
the whole ******* circus.

This kiss( stage managed as it  is )is:
the only real reality we know.