The moon;

The moon bathes in hues that even a poet has a difficult time putting into words most often.

Its hues are identical to the lover that your mind & body shall never forget.

Breathless words...

bountiful
and perhaps
schizophrenic
yet,

a once in a lifetime grouping of words to kindle raw emotion.

Poets; like the moon,
are so underappreciated...

you there;

you only think
that you
know the moon
and us.

I can assure that,
  
   you don't!

I run with wolves
   of unity and freedom.

    You'll never know the moon or me!!!