confession to luna and her cosmic parents



i fell asleep with the moon last night,

but she didn't mind.

she welcomed me with open arms 

as we at midnight in the treetops.

there she began to explain why she loves 

the quiet of night do dearly

and she did so without a word.

i talked to her softly for hours it seemed 

while she smiled sweetly and listened

with understanding eyes and open heart.




i laid my head down in her lap

as she shone over me in peace.

she reminds me everything will be okay.

the next morning she was gone

with only a note in her place 

promising to be back again in the night.

i believe her.




i think i'm in love.

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