haiku shared by Naviar Records describes the moon and the sense of being part of something bigger, like the movements of the solar system. It got me thinking about things that move us, and I'll spare youse a discussion of horoscopes by going to the base, like sex.
Actually, it was thinking about the moon that reminded me of a line I'd improvised while singing on the way to work. So I added a few more words and got this verse:
Moonlight knock on my window and it call me
into the night where the frogs are performing
calling a mate with a song because they're horny
listen and you'll hear them sing until early morning
Baby, baby. Won't you come to me?