Shine on me, Moon.

Love me in the glow of your shine.

Fill me with the silver spires

Beaming from your mind.

Tickle me, pink.

I'll let you,

And you may be surprised 

To find me a magnanimous lover.

For I seem small,

But if I stand on tiptoe,

I can look you in the eye

And return all your loving favors,

For I, too, secretly, am a sky dweller.

-jenn