~Midnight. Heaven is
bathing, the window open.
Just a kiss away.
—Jane Miller, "American Odalisque", The Gift of Tongues

He, the moon, and I
written March 2nd, 2021

My love and I
look up at our night skies
during this midnight time we share

our eyes looking at
the same stars
in our heavens so far apart

the moon baths us
in its gentle light
embracing both of us

I am envious of the moon
touching my love
when I can not

so I ask the moon
to kiss him for me
lovers are we
he, the moon, and I.

while the cold wind keeps me walking
I am passing by
your lightless window frame with empty walls behind

the memory of you has me heavy hearted
remembering  better times
while the cold wind keeps me walking

Like the wind whispers everywhere
Caressing everything while passing
Such is the essence of this life
enlightening of heart and soul
to come to  peace of mind.
Everlasting.

Shell ✨🐚

She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."