Lunar calendar #2

Tonight's moon is a wholesome being.....

Milk grows bones but I have never known
what entirety meant nor experienced completion.
Contentment was a notion unheard of
and my heart churned a steady chime
in the crimson rivers a whisper hummed-
You are void
hollow
alone.

Your divine lips then spoke
your voice, a shinning path home
and your hands reached out to cradle my heart
so here we are staring into each other's eyes
and I know you....
so you see milk does grow bones
but I have never been whole till my eyes held yours......