Stringed Paper Cranes

bella luna

mystery, the moon

this hole in the night sky

often too bright

but we never ask why

why?

why are you so beautiful?

why can't I be with you?

there with you

not here, doomed to watch

to cry, to marvel and wail

just to get by

gaze down at me too

bella luna

supernatural night light

smile down at me

to be a lover

is all I could be

under your light

so, for me

stay ever so bright.