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