Tonight I surfed under the moon.
All eyes were fixed on the west
the others bobbed and watched the smoldering sun kiss the horizon good night
My gaze stayed with the rising moon
to the east.
The sun has too many lovers
he sends his warmth and flashes rays to any suitor that will have him.
Not the moon
she shows her face but once a month
she ebbs and flows
waxes and wanes
she pulls at my heart like she pulls at the tides.
She shines bright as she rises
penetrating my core
sending cosmic light through the warm autumn night
I am immersed
I am transfixed
Yet I know she will soon turn her back
a slow march beyond reach.
I shiver in the water and mourn her while I still have her
I yearn to dance underneath her soft glow
It is not easy to love the moon
but I will forever try.