To the Moon and Back 

I’d love you to the moon and back, babe,
but my heart’s still mending, slow and shy.
Those lovebirds race across the open sky,
while butterflies in me flip wild and high.When can we call them gently down to rest,
let puppy love soften into sweet caress?
Whispers of “you’re safe” and “stay with me,”
turn frantic flutters into calm and free.Under the covers, warm and close we lie,
I breathe against your ear, soft as a sigh:
“I love you to the moon and back,” so true,
sparks ignite the dark between me and you.You hung the moon tonight to light my face,
made everything feel gentle in this space.
We share the sore spots, tender, no disguise,
crazy in love, but easy in your eyes.Till my broken heart finds its steady beat,
with you, no rush—just us, complete.
To the moon and back, through every night,
holding on, feeling finally right.