Buck Moon

Is love supposed to be
Easy and Joyful
Slipping in like a 
breeze
Or awkward and uncomfortable
Habits formed
Single life lead

Is love supposed To Be
Quiet sunshine
Moments of Silence
Breath.

Or loud rumbling sideways thunder
Noisy thoughts in my cluttering head
dread

The middle of the night wake up
Telling me to fear
The unknown man
Only one month ago
Huh, One month!

A dream I hope
Not to wake up
Desired safe passion grounded yet 
afloat