Craters

The moon high above shines perfect and whole,
Floating in a clean arc across the sky,
Illuminating our late evening stroll,
Quietly following like a trained spy.

Your long wavy hair shimmers in the light,
Each stride leans your hips closer into me,
The warmth of your touch ignores the cold night,
A quiet smile is all I need to see.

But I know all the fears that lie behind,
All the scars that add up to who you are.
Just as the moon has its craters defined,
And yet it shines brighter than every star.

Your imperfections, I never ignore.
They’re the details that make me love you more.