Poetry

I saw the moon reflected on the lake
many stars sparkled in the dark night sky
while far off fishing boats were passing by,
I saw it dancing on the ebbing wake
somewhat like a huge white shining cake
while a bright manmade light up high did fly,
I saw the moon
 
while we sat on bench from which paint did flake,
while stars glittered in your sparkling eye,
to find the right words, I did not have to try
as we kissed we both felt the earth shake;
I saw the moon…