I wish I was with you.
As full as the moon above
Is my heart’s frustration
I want to be skin to skin.
Within your arms of love
Emptied of my desperation
Freed from the regret.
Sometimes harsh, sometimes sublime
Drifting between then and now
Time I know I shall never see
To meet again as if for the first time
Someday, somewhere, somehow
But I lay alone in my darkness.
Dreaming it’s your warmth I feel
As I tightly grasping my pillow
Desperate for your touch.
That the wind’s gentle appeal
Is a sensual kiss you blow
Looking into Luna’s face instead.
I pretend my moon is the same
As the one that rides across your night
Just as strong, just as fragile.
As the eggshell syllables of your name
I whisper to the ghost of you in the moonlight