Yellow moon

I watched the pale moon light dance playfully on my brown skin, turning it ashy

Taken up in the gravity of the moment; the mystical pull of this celestial light
Allowing my thoughts to flow freely and precariously between then and now
Later an eventuality which may never materialize; lingering on the precipice of reality
Seduced by the low light of night and the gentle touch of crisp cool wind
Basking in the now; circumspect of the later; cognizant of then, a brief lifetime ago