Handfuls of Moonlight
Your love,
more precious than
a handful of moonlight.
Gossamer threads magically weave
around
my open heart
and into my spirit,
intangible evidence that
love is.
Inhale
butterfly breaths;
drink sweet nectar collected when
hummingbirds fly delighted by
summer.
We are
together we’re secure,
delighted in our solitude
we live.
~Elise Skidmore ©2018