Moon Dust

Moon Dust

Rain has come

The evening breeze barked

Blue streak rain poured

We quivered. The wind shivered. The night glistened.

The sea whispered good night.

Thick boisterous clouds roar in dullness.

Every drop over the pungent marigolds.

We see our future in the distance drawn.

You were always mine to keep, and I was always yours to love.

Your arms enveloped me, and in a whisper, my words escaped.

Waves lethargic in their liquid robes drifting to the moonlight.

You were always mine to keep, and I was always yours to love.

Sun has come

The marigolds drooped and roots parched.

We see our future in the distance drawn.

You brought me sunshine, when I saw rainbows

Your eyes reached mine in the wilderness of love

Your muscles pressed against your shirt as if the sun sparked through the shining pearl.

When the first air went silent, and the branches called

And the birds stalled

You were always mine to keep, and I was always yours to love.

Night has fallen

Gazing at your hair like a river of curls.

The breeze froze. The trees strung up from a diamond

You kissed my cheeks with your bee-stung lips

And gave me wings to fly

Shells to discover and recover.

You didn’t fall in love; you rolled in it.

Not even the mockingbirds or the nightingales could wake you up from your dreams of fear.

You were always mine to keep, and I was always yours to love.

Day has come

The sun rose; the sky—new.

I looked to the heavens and beyond.

The breeze—mute in its fondness.

You were always mine to keep, and I was always yours to love.

Questions complete and incomplete.

Give it time to climb; give it time to rise.

Above the hills, beneath the deep blue sea.

A waiting instrument

Just waiting, and waiting, and waiting

For you to play it.

Here she goes lost in the tides

Good Night.