Ever Cradled Love

(This moment ...of today’s new found moon) I am cradling the moment as I would cradle you ….if only you would let me I have cupped it in my palm….in a small boat of white …blue sails full of the warm summer winds that crest over my thumbs Two yellow earth moons rise …one and two over the western waves of my pointers and pinkies They flirt and romance you in the moment ....with dabbling night lights They curl around the earth …just like you and I always swirling around each other twined vines…circling …rising growing strong in our gravities force but denied full union by the pulls of any other source our ever ...up rooted love our twine...our vines …cut back as if by morning light only to grow again in 52 fortnights Come to me in moon dreams…my love Let me cradle you ...this moment is kind and the night is blind to refusals and our love is always rising upon the ever edge of the glass ceiling of reality Return to me …with the incoming tides made higher still by today's two moons and this our gravity..... eternal