Lamenting Moon

I had been dreaming
Knew from the moment I woke
My sleep wasn't restful or serene
Even with jet lag
Tossing and turning
Tearful
In some reverie
I had been painted blue
Circles up and down
My legs
Imprints of henna
That never would fade
Not like the love
I thought I had
Long ago
When the sacrament
Was christened
And the nature worshippers
And the Buddhists didn't get invitations
Only the white Catholics
Or so it seemed
No Jews
Hispanics or Hindus
Muslims or Blacks
Native Americans
There may have been two Methodists
Now that I remember
It was so long ago
I didn't know you then
And you hadn't looked into my soul
I hadn't fallen in love with you
Had I known
I would have howled at the moon
And danced in your gaze
Instead I ate vanilla cake
And walked down an empty aisle
Of regret
Please forgive me.