I smoked a joint with the moon
She insisted it would allow us to see the world's beauty better
As herbal clouds drifted lazily across her round face
She rambled dreamily about the midnight sea's endless dance with her voluptuous celestial body
Spoke stanzas of star songs
Sang of wild wolf hunts and their howling choruses
Described forest galleries full of freshly woven spider webs bejeweled with moon-dazzled dew
She waxed lyrical about the endless stream of hopes and prayers whispered to her
Giggled as she fondly recounted the numerous myths humans had crafted about her
I listened contentedly
Basking in her hazy light
My heavy-lidded eyes glistening half moons themselves
Safely ensconced in her keeping 

-gws