Love at moonlight

It's already dusk
And the shining of the moonlight
Has awaking me to the thought of you again.
The gentle moon,
Forms a mirage of your face in my heart.
The glittering stars,
 Reminding me of your ever radiating beauty.
No. I can't continue this way.
I need to break this circle.
I can't continue with this moon light imaginations.
But my greatest fear is of been reminded of a heart break at the far end when I sight the moonlight rather than closing my eyes to this sweet dreams of been with you at the sight of the moonlight.