From above this moonlit forest
midnight shimmers
on the mist-covered boughs
of old growth
as if diamonds are dancing
on the branches
deep and still
mirroring the moon
in the night sky
our high-mountain lake
glows like cerulean silk
this night holds a sacred silence
save for a great white owl
echoing from the cedars
across the water
we are lover and beloved
entwined
in the fragile pre-dawn
half awake
entranced by the spectacle
stretching before us
leaning on the dock rail
snuggling against me
head on my shoulder
in her quiet voice she says
in the spell
of this magical moon
I feel so full of love
smiling into her eyes
her face
bathed in the moonlight’s
white satin
I whisper softly
in this moment
here my love
with you
I feel I am the moon
*
rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: Poets & Storytellers
Especially lovely and romantic poem for Valentines Day.
Thank you Cressida… 🙂
Such a beautiful poem of love
Thank you Christine… 🙂
If this is what literary high glucose reads like, then I hope the in sugar keeps on flying. This is lovely, Rob. Their exchange is my favorite bit… so much love.
Thank you Magaly, I truly appreciate the kind words. I was envisioning my wife and I on one of our many trips up into the Oregon Cascade Mountains, to beautiful Lost Lake — a place we fell in love with when we first moved to Oregon in 1990.
How gorgeously romantic! Beautifully told, with absolutely lovely language that nevertheless feels natural in context, and the tone just the right balance between intense and peaceful.
Thank you Rosemary, very much.:)
Very romantic.
Have a good weekend Rob
Much love
Thank you Gillena, much love to you! 🙂