The moon has nothing to say….

I say, “Oh, there you are. You are so beautiful!

I especially like those clouds draping your

hips. Is that rouching? Very fashionable.”

 

The moon has nothing to say…

I say, “Oh, you are so thin. Just a sliver.

Don’t lose any more weight, okay. You look

great just the way you are.”

 

The moon has nothing to say…

“Who is that with you? What? Mars? I heard

something about him. Huh, what was it? Well,

just take it slowly, okay?”

 

The moon has nothing to say…

“I thought I saw your name come up

on my phone screen, did you call?” I ask.

Blue, Blue, are you okay? Please pickup.”

 

The moon still has nothing to say…

“Where are you, Blue. What happened?