I yield to you
like the graying sky
yields to the Snow Moon
with understanding
the gravity of our love
is greater than any feat
I could attain alone
the warmth of our souls fused
more brilliant than a hundred stars
adorning a dark night
if I were the sky
I would be nothing
without you, my moon
I vow to swim to you
in the shallows
and in the flood
take your hand
in the ebb and the flow
just as the moon
promises to meet the sky
I will be there in the tide
swept away by this enormous love
