Poetry

Moonlit love

These are the moments, lived by moonlight.

Soft kisses pressed to hands,

Whispering, late into the night

Gentle laughter punctuating the slowly settling air

Confessions too delicate for the harsh rays of the sun

Drifting out like flower petals.

And you

always there,

for me to have and to hold

to wake up tangled into you

not sure where either starts or ends,

where our hearts,

mixed-up, messy things

start or end.

all I know is

my love for you, 

steady as your heartbeat

has begun

and I'm not sure when it will end.