youthful moon

you came here
crashing like a storm
your belief enough
to send you cross country
propel you 
toward an unknown
no bigger or smaller 
than ones you'd faced before
alone at night in the snow or
on an already crowded beach
you flew out to me
a baseball batted
through an already 
broken window
yeah, you came
you arrived and I got you
and you came again
we both did
you touched 
my rough waters
I gave waves 
of stormy thanks
butting water into sand
neither tide nor moon
would be broken
crying near the ocean
our wasted dinner
awash with dead fish
the fantasy quickly became 
just another lost earring
rubbed off gold plating
fake stone gone
only prongs 
left reaching