Moon Magic

Photo by Beat Schuler

                                             Asking the dusky midnight

                                                         With full moon shadows

                                             The dark-lightness is seen with tugs

                                                         Of days gone by,

                                                                     Nostalgic days,

                                                                     Loving days,

                                                                     Precious days,

                                             Ne’er to live again,

                                                         Only to capture anew.

                                             And from the depths of this full-blown light

                                                         Of far-near paleness,

                                             A yearning grows

                                                         Of intensity,

                                             A wanting

                                                         Of a memory’s touch,

                                             A needing

                                                         Of a sharing of this intermittent magic

                                                                     That fills the soul with lust.

                                             The magic works,

                                                         The touch is new.

                                             A lover not gone,

                                                         But here in this time

                                                                     Of moment’s present,

                                             To fall into a passion not lost,

                                                         An embrace not forgotten,

                                             Blossoming into love’s explosion

                                                         Equaling none,

                                                         Satisfying beyond dreams,

                                                         Satiating fully…

                                                                     Until the morrow’s magic light

Comes again.

Photo by Aron Visuals