Moonlight Vigil The moon waits silently behind shifting curtains Fingers of soothing light reach down He gently caresses his lover's soft body. The sleeping sea drifts from a dream She rolls restlessly, sighing And stretches out on the silky sand. The dream lures her and she relents Smiling, she slips back to her bed Long tendrils of silvery hair follow her. Her lover catches them And lets them slide over his pale fingers As she falls asleep again beside him.

~~Erin Metcalf~~ © 1994