Lying in my bed as the moonlight pours in through the window…
charcoal smudged grayscale sky
rubbed soft by delicate fingertips caressing
transparent dome of midnight heavens
accentuating gradual contour and volume
layers of bands of dissipating rogue clouds
wandering out way past their bedtime
swaddling close and intermittently revealing
the haloed glow of scarlet tinged moonlight
liquid luminescent mirrored reflection
of the blazing star that is king of our universe
coyly assured of his place as the sun
playing hide and seek on the other side of the earth
deniseporterkemp 
Beautiful, Denise. I often think the same thing on full moon nights as the moonlight pours in through my window, but I usually only get about as far as you did in your first line… :o) You truly have a gift. Love to you.
Thanks Monique! Love to you too.