baby steps

got no axe to grind,
too old to play games,
fun, laughter and lovin’
all I want,
without naming names.
i know, you know,
dogs howl at the moon,
deep breathe, it’s closer still
get into a groove,
baby steps soon.
got an aching head,
click your heels to move,
dress to kill,
a sliver tongue,
another
ultimate groove.


Steve Boddey May 2009