PPQ: The Moon

The Moon
©Mariah Smile

The moon shines upon my face
My hand reaches, but I cannot touch
The silvery dew that’s so far away

I yearn to be in her arms
Caressed by the night air
Stars’ reflection in my eyes

As the wind plays with my hair
She grows closer to me
But I can only hear her whisper

Up in the sky
Beams cascading down
The moon watches over me