The Moon

The moon is my only companion
he stays with me through the night
and even during the day
though I cannot see him

he is my night watchman
my guardian, he protects me
from the dangers of the night
thought I cannot hear him

He paces across the sky
singing gently his night songs
lulling me and rocking me to sleep
though I cannot feel him

his brave movements protect me
from the worries of my dreams
he loves me
though I do not know him

he is my friend, my lover
in the dark shades of predawn light
his feelings are mine
and mine his
we are one and the same
though I cannot touch him

He reaches out to me
with the slightness of a soft summer breeze
he is my companion
my lover, my one and only joy
in a life so dead from hate
he is the moon