I don't know what to say to you, Moon
You're so far away, I need a broom
To fly up past the clouds and into space
So I can settle down in your cold embrace
Why a broom? you ask
I don't have a rocket ship
Even if I did though, it's too confined
I want the frigid air to become mine
The lack of oxygen my new identity
Your grey tone, my skin, so I blend in
If I could, Moon
I would make my home in your craters
I'm not sure how I could do so
But my favorite place to wander
Would be your dark side
I don't think it's as dark as they say
From here it may look so because it doesn't sparkle like your silver shining bright
They say your sliver gives hope that you will return again
But hope is in your darkest spots
Where unknown lives, creation begins
A seed cracks in the dark
So in your darkness I shall plant myself
In your darkness I reside
I will dance on you when you are new
I will hide when you do
I want to float in your atmosphere, Moon
So I finally feel light
Free of earthly burdens
Held in your might
Imagine spinning around up there
Jumping, spinning, prancing around
Moon, I want to dance with you
All through day and night
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- Challenge: Letters to the Moon
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Tanya Leij
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