One Night

The night I slept with the moon the world was dark and heavy.

She crept upon me and lingered with her lips hovering above mine.

Come closer I whispered and she made no motion so I pulled her to me; heart to heart.

With no light I knew she could still see all of me, all of the darkest parts of me that even I could not reach

and she met me there in the shadows.

Dripping onto me desire and the pain that grew from the pleasure of it all.

Isn’t it exciting she said to love me.

To shake with the power of it all.

I could not bare to keep her away from me—how long had it been since she slipped from my fingers just to shine above me?

Come to me she whispered

And I moved with her above the air

I could no longer breathe everything was her mixed with me until there was but one of us left.

And then I awoke with a craving of longing that I knew would not be satisfied until I had eaten the stars that shone in the sky around her.

Until I stood by her side again

Until she came back to me.