latibule in luna

on a night long ago,
me and the moon,
talked about the peoples,
who've torn us apart.
brushed off the dust,
craved our sorrows.
saw each other's bruises,
opened our wounds
just like the petals.
kissed our imperfect blemishes,
caressed our scars,
danced with broken emotions,
her moonlight; highlighted my scars,
she kept all my secrets,
hidden within her silver lining,
her cosmic touch healed me,
and now i stay up vulnerable,
all through the night,
as we dwell in the dark to be seen