The sun set on another summer day,
pulling down and revealing the night sky.
So long I counted the days passed,
awaiting only the arrival of another moon.
For it awoke the stars
that dance before both mind and his eyes alike.
A connection I cherished,
as patience was my only option.
Michigan this morning
was left as breathless as I,
rolling over to reconnect
with the back of my eyelids;
catching short glimpses
of a restless pillow, and
Such things I’ve longed to
share with you.