Her presence was like standing in the moonlight, both beautiful and calming. While I wanted to stay in her attendance forever like an artist wishes for the moon to stay and never greet the sun that is to arrive. I soon come to realize that, like a child wishing for his nights in the moon beams to never end, staying in her light would soon be no more as I watch the inevitable moon fall as the sunrise peeks over the horizon.
just something that reflects personal matters....it felt appropriate here as a way to help others who lost their woman (or man) of the moonlight