August Moon, Blue Moon, Any Moon

Photo: Diego Fernandes

eternal sacred night passing

under a small lght

a lesser light

a street light

a hall light

a nightlight

the moon

Moon and I

soft as whispers

brush new strangers

fingers cat fur fine

crawl intimate space

one here

one here

one there

one there

nipple

thigh

behind a knee

baby soft hair

here and

here and

there and

there and

sometimes time is timidly

occasionally

a hand gently cupping

ah oh

hip

shoulder

calf

cupped

because

cupped

I feel a newness

these strangers

they feel mine

across infinite

tiny distance

an arc of knowing

they know

that I know that

I know that

they know that

I know, we know

our secret names.