Full moon

It calls to me
As I walk across
The dark
Kitchen .
I am getting
A glass of
Water.
I look
Out over
The dark
Farm next
To
Me
With
Only
The light from
The full
Moon.
I stop
For a moment
Thinking
Of
You
Why do
You not love
Me?
Can you
Love?
I feel
Hot tears
Stream
Down my
Face.
The moon
Shines on me
Making
Me look
Beautiful in
The magic
Moonlight .
At times I
Question
My being
Inside and
Out
For one moment
The full moon
Makes me feel
Pretty and
Happy.
Tinker bell
Comes to
Mind...
She was
Looking for
Love and
Never
Found
It.
Thank god
For the moon .
It washes
Over me like
A magical
Blanket....
Almost
Like
Love
In the
Moonshine.
One can pray