Thank you darling for I know this isn’t what you wanted
To see me like this with lips colored red
“Come closer” was what you said 
You laid out your knees so I could rest my head
Your hand was at my side
And the moon that controls the tide
Shined down its beams
Under them I could be seen
And you still called me lovely
You kissed me on the cheek again 
You wove your fingers in my hand
Even in the light 
You continued to squeeze tight

Jonathan Bartlett 2