Closed eyes and sealed mouths
numbed by the pregnant moonlight...
....as moon awaits, to greet your soul
you’ll cross a bridge where lies no troll...
Your eyes are milky way to my heart
galaxy full of wonders...
You cut me out,
You cut me within...
“Any idea when you want to make it official?”-
You’d asked...
I wonder, as I wander,
If the ceiling is the sky...