Moon Song Poem by Robert Rittel

That cold distance light of night caught me by surprise,
stimulus motions and nocturnal clock of the wise.
In wishful dreams and muse as mate,
longing for that illusion in restless hour late.
Staring and sitting all in silence,
seeming caring surveillance.
The queen of night in many stories told,
ever changing potions of love behold.
Gazing the bare to enrich the dark,
shipping the faith of reach in that arc.
To this dream maker the bliss I have sworn,
by desires which are not forlorn.
Through the morning light you have reached,
with blue winds and dewdrops peached.
Teasing my soul with ever rising lights,
filling my love by your compassion in days.
Those shores of dreams and wishes unleashed,
coming closer from that spilling light of beast.
I have sainted you in heights of destiny,
remembrances that I have all here with me.
I am the echo in your serene still song,
since I have been loving you for so long.
Your pale companion with tender face,
purpose full mistress of the living maze.
Natures time keeper where it all begun,
keeping all lovers on the run.
When the light, even not bright are the lover's lips,conceiving by a luminous eclipse.