never ending nights
passed by,
as she’d look toward
a dark sapphire sky.
waiting for her Beloved
moon to rise,
He her first
if ever there was.
this time of year
has always been
the forever season,
hers alone.
in His iridescent glow
she sits quietly
as He captivates
her with His charm.
this rapture takes hold,
grows spreads like a virus
within her.
theirs has always been a
templed relationship
based on their own
divine intervention,
the one and only now,
desperate to remember.
together they’d play
their game of give and
take with love sick words.
her quarantined syllables
are like every touch,
finding its path to the
up ended truth
that is His way.
His breath a slight
breeze, sweetly
whispering to her,
join me our time
is now, sit beside me
on bended knees.
she knows the time
has come too respond.
Quietly she answers
with her treasured
beautiful inside words.
i have no bouquet
of roses, just this one
i give to You which was
nurtured by my love
during your absence.
She knows He will
slowly move away,
leaving her to
await His return
once again.
the stars now are
her companions,
His trinkets of Love,
he left in her
care.
lg/01102020R
Note: Tonight there is a full moon, known as the Harvest Moon. Every three months represent a beginning to a new season. I hope you enjoy my musical choice.
🌎 ✌🏻💙 Take care, be safe.
Poetic Thoughts 
The moon is huge. It always amazes me and I see it every month.
LikeLiked by 1 person
What a beautiful soliloquy of words, poet. Divine string that captures the beauty, some would say “essence” of love. The girl has been captured, tied up in cautious knots and is waiting. Waiting perhaps a lifetime unable to use the words she pens on paper. I wish her well
Love Jeffrey Scott
LikeLiked by 1 person
She is ever grateful, Sir. She tends to her corner of the garden with much respect and admiration. Perhaps one day she’ll be allowed too unfurl the words. I return your well wishes in kind.
Love EOB *smiles*
LikeLiked by 1 person