The Moon and the Night

The Moon: a giant pearl threaded into the silky night.
It’s the gift born from the encounter of the day with the night. It is the lucky charm when things go wrong and hopes are lost. It’s the shiny foamy pebble carried in the depths of an empty pocket. It’s the forever lover who never asks for reassurance. Always there. Patient dog of the starred night, thank you for protecting me. Thank you for stirring my emotions. I fly kissed you. Grab my kiss like a kite and keep it next to you because I am cold some nights.