Ode to Moon

what is it about the moon that
both wake and slumber seek
where glistening leaves
and shaded trees meet?

lunar sings a song
with low tones and
heightened peaks
cerulean frosted symphony

rooted branches lean to listen
while the world pretends to sleep
nature beckons sweetly
through chirping and scampered feet

where lovers embrace in the
heat of night ~
soft kisses, firm promises
entwined each other tight

shall we dance for you
as our bodies reach
and our minds free
in your gracious, shimmering light?

unveil me
my moon
my knight