The Man Made of Moon

I once gave my heart
To
A
Man
Made of
Moon.

He loved me like
Blossoms

Sprawling forth

From their
Seed.

And we
Walked through
The
Lemon Grass
On
Buttermilk nights--

And he taught me about
The Sea.

And even now,
I still
Can't understand
How he saw the

Coastlands

From

Tennessee. 

I once loved a man
With eyes made of
Moon rocks;

 He had silver inside of

His
Jeans.

 His gate was magic;

 It glided
Slowly 

Beside:

Composed of

Milky

 Transparencies. 

And I love that Moon Man:
That Man
Made of
Moon,

Though my moon man
No Longer
Loves Me.

And

 I sit on my porch

Engulfed in the night

Searching for

A

Face

That I no longer
See.