I love the moon
up above in the sky
in different shapes
different sizes
half covered
half illuminated
Bringing the moon down
to me
is not what I need
Because if I did
it would no longer shine
the way it does
from where it belongs
The sky is where the moon belongs
up above
where it needs to be
Because sometimes
if something comes too close
it loses the beauty
of being exactly where it is
Just like you
Far, far away
right where you should be
Just stay there
I’ll look up
