Oh sweet moon,
Thank you for being here.
Years ago, you wrote your name in the sky.
And there is a part of me that thinks I may have been there.
Perhaps I was a star,
And when it was time to flicker out,
I promised to come back to keep loving you.
I asked you to dream of what it would be like,
The same star, only smaller.
This time, small enough to feel the tides.
Senses to feel your waves.
Dancing beneath you,
Under your light.
I’d come see you in the early morning,
And sometimes, sing you to sleep at night.
And we’d stay,
Floating through time and space at the exact same time.
It is good to see you.
Sweet satellite in the sky.