moonbeam

Out in the scorching evening
I look up to stare at my moon
to fill my eyes with it’s luster
it’s laughter hit my heart and I melt
through my fingers I let those hair go astray
that baritone lingers around my eyes
I close them to write each syllable on my soul
my ears find those nuances
pulsating against my temples
flying light in cloudless sky
I search for leftover raindrops
held captive in our yester rainbow
mesmerized I look at us
and holding hands we emerge
hanging on to our moonbeam…