Moon Child

We are the fireworks in this velvet dark, the blaze that dares to light up the night. Fireworks that cut through the black like super-imposed on the night, like the stars behind are only a backdrop brought in for the occasion. Every streak bares a curve of sorts, brilliant lines with a living feel, organic in every way we grow.

Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark

Emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms. Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel all alone? The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone

You don't see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear. It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier. All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas. The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe. I will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact

So precise and so prestige. Just like the moon you hold a place so extreme.

You and I we are beautiful like the elements of the dakr sky.