As Desired

I am bathed with the rain
under the sickle moon I stand
between my toes grains of sand
reminding me of being human

I am a captive of the moon
its enchanting glow borrowed of the sun
reminding me that a long time ago
he resigned his soul to the stars

my heart yearns for laughter
the gentleness of friendship's banter
each turn of a page a new adventure
tho' I hit a curve in every turn

I desire not passionate love
or play the game of conquest or chase
just friendship  in perfect grace
in a tranquil garden of written peace