At night
Hangs a dark curtain
Decorated with the
Sliver or full
Glow of the moon
And glittering array of stars.
The air is scented
With the smell of
Juniper, pine and
An assortment of flowers and
Filled with the
Sounds of cicadas and grasshoppers.
As I sit
Out on the porch
In the cool summer evening
I dream,
I feel,
I desire,
Enjoying and savoring
The kiss of
Nocturnal moonshine.