I gave you the moon,
Divinely wrapped with silk dunes.
Captivated, you held the moon,
shattering earthy cocoon.
Stroking the rough craters, marvelling
at its milky flaws.
You welcomed the gravity, orbiting white, flawed cavities.
We floated at first, then walzed and sambaed.
Dancing through the universe,
My bossa met your nova in the
We danced for four phases,
but by the end of the fifth,
with lumination fading, you fell out of gravity.
You fell to Earth.
Looking up, forgetting my moon,
You marvelled at a new shooting star.