…cover the moon
Sweet is the breath
of the evening air
upon sleeping roses
and fallen petals
as soft as the clouds
that cover the moon
through the windows
creeps the sunlight
across a blushing sky
and dew soaked earth
as stealthy as the clouds
that cover the moon
we awaken to sunbeams
floating aloft
darkly dazzling
with an excess of light
and still the clouds
cover the moon
© Ann Bagnall
