I wait………

For the moon to rise every twilight

Your selenic eyes that cry out for me

And your body that searches for me

And your soul that cradles me

As I linger on as a perennial moon gazer, in my night vigils

Unstitching every thread of you

Making love to every inch of you

And holding on to every ounce of you

Staring at a different you every passing night

Drowning in your perfect imperfection

Yet floating to the maddening waves

When my hull crashes into her splinters 

Healing what is left as drift wood

Where every moonlit night passes with a memory

Of healing to the storming disease 

Of sexual bipolarity