Celestial Serendipity

staring at the face of a moon. 
outshined by the sun to most. 
but never to me. 
glowing with           purity. 
a beam of                grace,
of blessings. 
two craters sinking into other worlds
other people 
who’ve visited the face of your moon. 
some nights it could be mistaken for the sun. 
a mask of illumination gracing the surface. 
others it’s dimmed with         mellowness. 
rarely a dying crescent of flowing silver. 
but always the light shining in my heart. 
setting aflame candles to my soul. 
a kaleidoscope of lights in my eyes.
the center of my universe.