FOUND

There lies a beautiful world

Beyond the dripping gibbous moon
Your world!
I look at it often

Yet all it is
Is an elusive, formless wisp
It hurts, to not touch its warmth
But I feel blessed to have
The beckoning love of a misty musk
That greets me every dawn and dusk
With a smoky wet soul-kiss
A love is a love, always so cherished
Even that of a blushing horizon

A wish upon a tangerine whiff
It belongs to the sun, and the stars
Still it wanders over to me, to sit
Cross- legged 

At ease
Atop my parted lips

MS