Somewhere between the earth and the moon ( a sestina )

She told herself she didn’t want anyone to hold
but inside she really knew.
There was one who could take that thought away.
The only one who had that power was her God.
It would have to be in perfect time and
he’d be out of this world, perhaps from the moon.

That’s where their story began, beneath the moon.

Under that starry sky she was held

by his strong arms, their lips touched for the first time.

It was in that moment she knew

he was a treasure from her God.

They sat there and praised him for this summer away.

After a bonfire the two snuck away

for a goodnight kiss amongst the stars and moon.

She crawled into bed and talked to her God

thanking him for this hero that she closely held

inside her heart more than anyone else she knew.

She begged that they’d be forever, not just a moment in time.

Days and nights full of those perfect times.

Moments like those, in complete bliss away

from home. A paradise only a few knew,

where the memories and love reach to the moon.

Time there was ending, but they held

On, trusting the one who brought them together, their God.

Now apart, between them stood their God.

He watched them reflect on the easier times.

Longing for affection, she yearned to be held.

He was at short distance, but he stayed far away.

“Why has he changed?” she cried to the moon.

Silence was the reply. He’d tell her if He knew.

The boy finally left her, alone to start anew.

Countless nights she called out to her God,

a locked door, on her knees, with just the light of the moon.

Few knew it truly took a long, long time,

she found the strength, pushed him out and away.

Surprise- he crawled back, a puppy wishing to be held.

“God, why did you give and steal away times held dear?”
Up in the heavens, west of the moon,
He looked down and said, “If only you knew.”