I have never met the moon
She lays in the sky
Waiting to be pulled down to Earth
If I could, I’d wrap my arms around her
I’d sing her softly to sleep
I’d lull her away to a paradise in my mind
She would reside within my hands
Malleable and precious
I’d caress her
Not like a lover,
But in the way the sun caresses the petals of a flower
The way snow caresses my face
I would caress the moon
Tides would recede into my touch
The earth would soften
In the palm of my hand I could hold the universe
I would love the moon until it destroyed me
In chaos and blood
I’d lay with her in my hands
But Pride is a vicious mother
She beats me until I scream and claw
She drags me down from the skies
Further and further away
My moon becomes small
Becomes far
Becomes lost to me
I watch her float above me
As she watches me wander below
Seeing all my late nights
Protecting me as I walk through unfamiliar places
See unfamiliar faces
Ensuring I get home when no one else will
I want to hold the moon
I’ve chased her for so long
My joints crack and my bones ache
And still I follow her
Until my feet give out
Until I collapse on the pavement
Until I lie still on my back
Gazing at the moon
There is no one to make sure I get home tonight
And so I don’t
