Beauty

I imagine up close the moon is achingly beautiful
I tell you so
Outside the rain is drumming against the roof
you sit in silence, smoking a cigarette from long ago

My dreams all revolve around you
your hands, your face, your smell
I tell you so
You turn to me and smile
and that is what I dream of the most

Deep inside of me
there is something strong and raw and beautiful
and you turn me inside out
I tell you so
You look at me with your ocean-blue eyes
you tell me you love me

I imagine up close the moon is nothing compared to you.