could it be the moon is

out there talking about

the need to get out and keep on

working the air

across the rainy day

from your shiny eyes

while an evening awaiting

the arrival of some yum and

you like the flowers you keep alive

to be seen from

the bedroom window

and we enjoy a coffee

when we see the river outside

do you think we could

see if sometime between

full moon beside starlight but

right up until the pail of sunlight burns in

down to the moment when

I can tell from every look on your face

that you enjoy

a long song of quiet

and silvery shine of a

lovely lonely night