Venus and the Moon meet in the low, eastern darkness
Their usual rendezvous
I wave in greeting, step up to join them
Halfway, I hesitate when clouds swirl in, as if to shield

Through the grey-blue veil
I catch my last glimpse as they
Fade into the dawn’s shimmer,
Reaching across to each other,
Looking back to gauge my celestial distance

Oh, I wonder, am I intruding?

Venus and the Moon