A voluminous balloon, beneath a luminous moon, floats gently.
Slung underneath, in a woven basket, we two, interwoven too.
Starlight, so bright, is guiding our flight, and no fears or wires hold us down.
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Asleep On My Feet 
Delightful! Very lyrical and melodic.
I love the use of internal rhyme here, and the thought that we can float, endlessly with out restriction. Wow!
Sorry I’ve not been around this week.
-Andy Sewina
No worries, Andy! Glad you could drop in before floating on! :)