The moon

The moon illuminated the
dismally dark path
she shone on
my long
dull
night

The wait

the
words
alone
can not paint
secret of beauty
your doe eyes reveal when they blink

light
years
between
us, I wait
for our first meeting
as I sample glass of tap beer

her
kiss
left a
long lasting
impression on the
rim of his lonely coffee mug

a
new
day had
come in the
midst of despair she
mistook it for her yesterday

then, she realized the mistake
she had made – then she
resolved to
blame him
for
it

will she love me back
in the hopeful air I blow
dandilion wishes

there was something more
he wanted to say out loud
but she was long gone

she
gave
me a
penny for
my thoughts – I valued
her critique as pearls of wisdom

guilty pleasures they
both shared – now he lives in guilt
she takes the pleasure

the essence of her
lingered on the cool night air
he felt the warmth surge