Full Moon

He watched her dance down the path before him. Skipping, and swaying lightly. She danced between puddles of moonlight, her feet making no sound, gliding over the terra. It was amazing to watch, it warmed his heart to see her. He loved spending time with her.

Dancing and laughing ahead of him, she ventured further down the path. He looked at the full moon rising above him. He loved the look of the world on a full moon, especially a large and bright one as this. He could see clearly around, almost like it was broad daylight. It was an eery white light, though, like everything was washed in darkness. The shadows still abounded, but he could see clear enough to walk without a light, and not have to shuffle along - hoping not to trip on a root.

He looked down the path, she had gotten rather far ahead of him, he was walking slow in his revery and she was waiting patiently, swaying in the night breeze. He smiled big again. She made his heart glad, it swelled with feelings of love for her. He wanted nothing more to gather her up in his big arms and kiss her deeply, letting her know that she was the center of his world, and that he lived to please her. All of this, in just one simple kiss. It was the kiss of joining, two made one.

He was getting closer, he could hear her gentle laughter float softly to him. It seemed to fit the quiet of the night. Neither of them had made a sound walking down the path, so the night animals were still out - doing their animal thing. He could see rabbits nibbling the green shoots of some grass. The rabbits paid him no mind, he wasn't a threat.

She moved so gracefully, like a ballerina giving a private performance. It entranced him, as it always had. He loved how her body seemed to flow from head to toe, mesmerizing him into complacency. That was how she had first talked to him. He had been struck dumb watching her dance, and she had come up to him and started to talk to him. He was so shocked, no one had ever noticed him before. But here she was, showing him that someone cared, that he was needed. A strange feeling, and it had changed his life.

As he came closer, she turned and ran lithely out into a grassy meadow. The grass wasn't very tall, only coming mid-calf, but it was enough to make her seem to be floating on a moonlit grassy ocean. He just stood there and watched her swirl around in patterns that only she could discern. He knew that in time, he was expected to join her in the field. He had a date that he had to keep. But for now, for now he just watched and smiled.

She had stolen his heart. Then she left. Their lives were never meant to be together. Destiny had other plans for them. In time, they had a chance to be together, but so many other things had to be accomplished first. A list daunting, but he never backed down from what he wanted.

So with purpose, he worked feverishly to accomplish those ends. Doing everything in his power to facilitate their re-uniting. He worked so hard, he worked himself to death.

He watched her dance, she was beckoning to him to come to her. This was his only time with her. On the night of the full moon, for just a few hours, he could hold her in his arms, he could look his love in the eyes, and say everything he wanted to say. He knew that when the time came, like the moon, she would disappear, only to return in 28 days. He lived his life for those days.

28 days. He pulled off his shirt. If he was going to dance in the moon, it was only right to do it in the skin he was born with. Looking at the growing smile on her face, he stepped out into the cold, dew-laden grass. He headed to his love. Tonight, they would be one.

He loved her so.