Luna

Lying still
netted
in my hammock
I gaze
upward

While above
she bathes
the night
in silvery
blue
promises

Gravitating
muse
who commands
the seas
are you
empty

Have the
countless
fools and
romantics
mined you
desolate

so there is
nothing
left
for me
but
this chasm

Silent
she leaves me
dangling
a poet
naked and
disarmed

desperate
for one
kiss
breath
word