Big moon is watching as we are in each other’s arms. Shining light on weeping willow, our romantic hide away arms. I lay down, look at you. Hypnotized. Big Charon is jealous of your view. There are no ferrymen here to cross souls over Pluto’s underworld rivers Only surrounding loving moonlight’s auras. Making our nights special. Natural candlelight shivering with moving branches as Weeping willow sheds green tears.