A Tale of Perpetual Moon

A Tale of Perpetual Moon
By David Cortez

I came upon a moonlit clear,
that vanished with yards and lengths.
Not once thought I, nor did but try,
to affix the moon to banks.

And so to water’s edge I roamed,
assumptions of the drink,
that far below serenity,
moons anchors all but sink.

For n'er did the sun return,
to tell of where 'twas been,
and none had sought for searching’s sake,
to bring the daylights kin.

For cold and chill the night until,
I traded with the dusk,
and bought my way to heavens brink,
and daffodils sweet musk.

An o'er again I laughed but then,
no other were of ears,
for when I left at last I fear,
my lover cascaded tears.

how could it be, "oh woe is me!"
I shouted at the stars.
For never before until this day had bore,
my soul traveled so far.

Ah but beauty’s gift along the rift,
of time and space and tear,
alas I'm joined by sweeter things,
my love, my grace, my dear.

And set the moon to bring the light,
of sun o'er Triton’s sea.
For forty days of sunless sky
the Earth preferred the night.