I wonder aloud-
if this moon is ours, alone.
this night-
just for you ;us, (you correct me with your eyes, as you are known to do)
looking on, with a shared looking glass of love,
a concave canopy bends our perception (above)
ah- sweet fools
or old souls, now grown old
just a beam
of that light
is this ours alone? tonight
and only ours-
my love
I love you.