The Harvest Moon

This is a poem for someone whom I care about very much. He wrote one for me and now this is mine for him. It was inspired by a conversation that we had while I was on my way home for Thanksgiving. I haven't been able to write for a long time- not since I wrote a few sad poems about my ex- so I'm a little rusty. I love you Sam. You've helped me through a very difficult time in my life and I just want to let you know how much you mean to me.

Why can’t I see the harvest moon
In my lover’s eyes?
Why must I be in my room
All alone tonight?
Does he know how I feel?
Oh how it burns!
I want him to be here
Where I await his return.
In my room
all alone I wait patiently
By the light of moon
Watching dreamily
Waiting for you.
Tonight under the harvest moon
Our love shall consume
All doubt from my soul
Because you would have told
Me all I ever needed to hear.
I no longer have fears,
And as I near the lake
I feel my insides quake
When I see you standing waiting, smiling.
Suddenly I feel you holding
Me close saying ‘I love you”
I whisper ‘I love you too’.
And in your eyes I see the harvest moon.