Your fascination amuses me.
You gawk at the magnified moon
And expect me to wait patiently
While you adjust and finely tune
Your lenses to view imperfection?
There is wonder in unkowing
But you insist on close inspection.
And now my impatience is growing
I’m tired of taking the backseat
to a rock suspended, glowing
In the sky. You think this is a treat?
My darling, I can’t take this.
I had other plans in mind tonight.
Please, let me give you one quick kiss;
Let me show you I am right.
