I Held My Moon

The city below us surrendered its light, The mountain dissolved in the depths of the night. When I pulled you close, the horizon broke free, As the earth and the sky crashed together in me. Like a valley that waits for the first drop of rain, Knowing the storm never gathers in vain, I was the shoreline, and you were the tide, Where the water and land gently meet and collide. The shadows retreated, the darkness was gone, For I held my moon, and I needed no dawn. A silence fell over the whispering trees, As the weight of that moment brought time to its knees. Like a million bright fireflies waking the dark, In a field of white daisies, ignited by spark, That was the feeling of breathing you in, The scent of your hair and the warmth of your skin. Like a swan folding wings when the tempest is through, I found my absolute shelter in you. Every beat of your heart against mine in the cold, Was a story of coming home, finally told. The world faded out, leaving nothing to trace, Just the intimate truth of our deepest embrace. All that I am, and all I could be, Was wrapped in your arms, the only world I could see.