My Lucid Moon

She touched me
with Her glistening rays…
Her fingertips
Graced my frame
as I lay on my back
staring up at Her.

I was so certain
So sure
I touched Her
in return.

Onset to the rising
sun
She was still
and still here
although I no longer see

Her presence
Lingers
while I reflect
how we
knowingly touched
one another

another
night. . .