Moonlit

The moon is beneath my feet

as I tread carefully

down the silver road

afraid to dispel the magical calm

that holds me together

and stops me from falling apart

from your thought.

Quietly,

I step on the stars

that fall on the way

to my place of rest,

never feeling the burn

of the amber beneath

my bare feet.

My mind’s numb

and so’s my heart

with the chill

that surrounds me.

Once the water rises

filling my emptiness…

We’ll see…