407 ~ Cheshire Moon Poem by stan pelfrey

the moon was grinning
Cheshire-like upon me,
when first I was blanketed
in your voice

I, smiling through nervousness,
you, giggling with surprise,
another barrier was razed
into dusty memory

then a thunderbolt clapped
-two complete changes of heart-
we succumbed to feelings
long brushed aside

ours was an unexpected meeting,
yet seems so meant to be,
you mine, me yours
oh, all the sweet possibilities

now, we stand together
in this downpour of passion,
faintly the clocktower is ringing,
a chorus of angels singing

I had been praying
for an angel to lift my stupor,
loneliness, and an angel
I have found in you

I am sailing over the moon
until we finally touch,
then the earth will quake and
we will be forever moved

for on the day we meet,
the Cheshire moon will be
in full glow, and I will be
blanketed in you