I want to lasso
the full moon for you,
bring the ethereal orb
crashing to Earth
and disappear with you
inside its mysteries,
hang a basket underneath
packed with blankets
and blackberries
and Chardonnay and Brie,
come to your house to find
you staring longingly
at the full moon,
send down a ladder
woven with stars
and tell you to climb in.
We will let the night
take us away and leave
the empty shell of
our Earthbound bodies
behind to fool them
while our souls dance
in the night that
lasts forever.
Let them wonder.
You and I
have a date
with destiny.
The moon and I
claim you as ours.
It is written
in the stars.
Look up and
read our story.
We belong
to the night
of blue stars.