The moon and I

 

Did you know

that the moon reflects my moods?

It vanishes from the night sky when I retreat into my shell

and peeps out a little the following night

When I tread out lightly to test the waters.

 

Some nights

When I’m consumed by your thoughts,

heady with your desire,

I glow with the full moon in my window.

 

And on nights when I just want to

quietly soak in your presence,

Without the ripple of words disturbing us,

The moon is half full in the night sky.

 

The moon and I

are in perfect sync -

only the undulating tides of the ocean

know this secret.

 

Grief

Hugs and kisses

Won’t mend what’s broken between us.

 

I carry the remnants of our relationship  

With me like a dead weight;

You can see its shadow in my eyes

If you really look.

 

Grief is my best friend

For its utter honesty,

So I may find my strength

To inhale and exhale and function 

day after day.

 

Eyes

 

Your eyes pierce my heart -

That teeny squint and the slight turn of your lips,

And the way you sometimes hold your chin in your fingers,

While you pretend to listen to me…

I know you’re actually studying my face,

Making a memory.

 

What thoughts are you thinking

in that beautiful head of yours?

You speak so little and hear so much!

Although my words seem to matter less than my voice

But my oh my, your eyes -

Your eyes belie you as such.