Ode to a feeling

Raised in the sky
the moon is high
surveyed my heart
and took this drive

a house i know
just like my own
observation passed me by

in two they sat
"just point and laugh"
to each in arms
they stared on back

a friend i know
who dared not go
daggers tearing through my back

i pulled upon
and rambled on
just like a song
i carried on

a sense; a feeling
joyless breathing
a heart still left intact