As I sit at my table,
It is 10 pm and the birds are already sleeping,
No more singing of the melodies which I live for.
I am thinking, how pretty you are Luna.
I have been your biggest fan since I learned how to appreciate your work.
You keep my nights lit, especially when the demons think they can come out.
You help me see whose heart remains true when darkness falls.
You are the best listener I know,
so, what am I saying?
I am saying, I love you Luna!