Searching

Searching for moonbeams
while
climbing endless stairs
up
to open aired rooftops
where inhaling deep breaths
becomes romantic
in some mysterious way.
Pulled towards an irresistible shining
light warming an inner comfort
by gazing  
captivated by your
silhouette on  
folding stars
.
*
.
searching I
fall
brighter than ever
and burning faster than a blink
is able to miss.
.*.
Witness
unplugging the cork
of thought
steadfast tree spirits
flowing out
trying to catch
a simple second
of passing eyes and  
glancing happinstance
where butterflies linger
and sweet nectar flows.
*       .        *      .        *
Yesterday was the longest  
day of my life
and possibly
my first
for everything
is meaningful
as it gets later,
and later on  
I cannot sleep
for another yesterday
with you.