When the Moon is Full
They met beside the water’s edge
Drawn by the sound of lapping waves
Beneath the gaze of the full moon
Attraction blossomed into love.
But jealous fate split them apart
When out at sea a raging storm
Capsized his boat; no one survived.
But love like theirs could never die…
Twelve times a year she calls his name
Beside the sea where they first met
His words are borne upon a breeze
Her hair caressed; his presence felt…
This time her heart cannot endure
The absence of his form, his touch
She prays to God to bring him back
The veil between them falls away
Once more he pulls her in to him
As fingers trace her tear stained face
His lips claim hers in ardent kiss
She thanks her God for this sweet gift
His breath, his scent, what joy is this?
But when she opens up her eyes
She is alone on windswept beach
Beneath the gaze of the full moon.
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*A Callman Collaboration Paul Callus & Eileen Ghali
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2024
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