Amusing the Moon

My love sang a song to me
while brushing my honey blonde hair,
speaking of dimpled cheeks,
a freckled upturned nose
my sky blue eyes that laugh and weep so easily.

My love brought a wicker basket,
with crystal glasses and vintage wine.
Crusty warm French bread to tear and fed each other
grapes fo toss like children while laughing
strawberries to stain and sweeten our mouths.

My lover brought a down comforter,
pillow softness for the ground.
We helped one another remove outer gift- wrapping.
Finding naked sweet surprises,
giggling like children on Christmas Day.

His gift was a symphony of love,
playing my body from head to toe,
tingling, vibrations and crescendoes.
Closing my eyes, dreaming of stars,
we loved, laughed, and sang our songs,
while the moon watched with amused delight.