moon bathing

i snuggle in, turn out the light
i love the day and fear the night
i dream until the sky is bright
while the world is moonbathing.

the grass is warm, the water's clear
but sunlight sheds a lonely tear
in the dark, i have no fear
if i am moonbathing.

"carpe noctem, shadow man
your shadow friends have shadow plans
you slept until the night began
for you love moonbathing."

i never thought that it would fade
that pale expanse of lovely shade
full and round, my song it played
when i caught the moon bathing.

it waxed & waned, my lunar dream
hid behind celestial steam
demons wrought an evil scheme
and stole the moon bathing.

mesmerized, i watched it fly
across a tattered, windswept sky
leaving stardust in my eye
still i long for moon bathing.

bittersweet, in many ways
the month with three-hundred sixty days
yet still my heart is set ablaze
by the hope of moon bathing.

to the darkest depths i would swim, for you
my muscles strong, my spirit true
yet not before you're born anew
so i wait for the moon-bathing.

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i see you, sinking Cheshire smile
think i'll sit and stare awhile
a single step can seem a mile
as I watch the moon bathing.