i wash my hands in the sea
and rub the moons back
with pebbles
i whisper into the moons ear
i tell it all my secrets
the moon giggles
and when my skin starts to diminish
i'll hold onto the moon
telling it it's too soon
the moon will then
carry me so far into the universe
that when the last inch of me
diminishes
the moon will watch me
as i turn into one of the many stars
