wonder
here is the stardust,
you say,
arms open wide with
anticipation,
love pouring down
like a nor’easter.
with every step,
you breathe light
into me,
your hands gold
from sunset skies.
we dance on the beach
with a scarf made of
tenderness,
and you wrap your arms
around my existence.
you’ve carried me into the
night, and the stars
have come
to blow us away.
you are the moon,
you say,
and I am the night.
I think about how we love
so desperately,
as if hibernating to get through the winter.
I remember you said
I was the moon,
and no night could survive without me.
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