Imagination's Spirit

I am like the moon, rising
within ripples of midnight,
floating upon waves
of deep blue anticipation.
I am sky's temptation
in crystalline dress and dreams
that tease and cajole
words to touch, caress
and quench thirst in starlit fire.
I am a familiar face
and an unknown entity,
a footstep left behind
and one waiting to be taken.

I am imagination's spirit,
candid yet secretive,
bold yet demure,
painted in vibrancy
and on blank canvas,
singing poetry's music
and exploring its silent pause.
I am flawed and I am perfection,
sipping slowly of creativity's wine,
allowing myself to spill my truth
into the ink of time,
bathing in the glow
of revelation and invitation
to the words
which tell my story.

I am like the moon.... rising.