the air tonight
is chilly
returning home
from a night out
I stand hunched
on the front balcony
looking up
to the moon
a glass
in hand
to warm
this bruised soul
my thoughts drift
to another city
another person
standing under
this full moon
my glass is raised
my heart full
and the moon
looks down
approving
a humble gesture
let the winds
blow across
space and time
to brush the cheek
of an absent friend
This is for the FULL MOON SOCIAL hosted by Jeff Schwaner at Translations from the English.
Check out his site and come in or out to the moon above.
Leonard Durso 
Our ancient friends would be proud of this one, Len.
Thanks, Jeff. You are as always very kind.
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If you don’t already follow Len Durso, go check him out. I have learned more from his site in the last year and change than I even want to admit.
Such a tender moment captured here in all senses, from the breeze to the touch of a friend. Quite lovely.
Thank you. That is most kind of you to say.
Strong image: “this bruised soul”
Thanks, Bejamin.