Courting Venus



	The sliver moon edges behind evergreens
	Venus trails
	They crest the cloudline--
	dawn eclipses dark,
	winter shifts into slow spring

	I forget the sun, and day
	I forget the season of the moon
	and Orion watches while I mark time
	and I court the cold star of morning

	"Without you, I bask
	in the warmth of moonlight
	in the comfort of ancient stars
	Without you, I am lost"

	The moon edges behind leaves
	Venus trails
	They crest the cloudline--
	dawn eclipses dark,
	winter shifts into slow spring