Dark Sky, Bright Moon

I wonder what

cosmic collision severed my soul

and yours.

I am adrift from you, but revolve around you.

I’m the moon, you are the earth;

I’m your Gemini satellite.

It seems you can evolve and

change without me while I am powerless

but to observe

ever turning, looking over my shoulder

to find you there,

there, there.

But seen or unseen by you,

I am always here

pulling at your inner tides;

your evolution a result of the cycle

of embrace and exposure our attraction affords.

I wax, I wane, I change

but I am ever the great reflective sphere

In your dark sky.