If the moon
fell down
tonight,
I would go out
dressed in only
your memory.

I would pick
up the pieces,
one by one
and put them
into the shape
of your
smile.

If the moon
fell down
tonight,
I would pluck
the biggest piece
from the
unearthly floor

only to
bring it to you
with a look
of complete
innocence
as I handed you
my eyes.

If the moon
fell down
tonight,
I would whisper
into the stars
that I could piece
their heart back
together

like you
do with mine
every night
when my own
decides
to fall
apart.