(2) luna

lead me with your light,
luna.

lead me to your light,
luna.

lead me, just lead me,
luna.

poetry blown

there it goes.
as soon as the point touches the paper,
all words fall into oblivion.

there it goes.
as soon as the fingers explored the keys,
all sense goes nowhere

there it goes.
as soon as the mouth hushed words,
all construction breaks into pieces.

there it goes.
as soon as the mind goes into revolution,
all of the words, sense and construction
fall into oblivion,
go nowhere
break into pieces.