And The Reason Is You

A girl

A maiden

Sad, Lonely

Tears trickling down her pale cheeks
Yearns for her love

The moon calls to her

Asks her

"My child,

Why do you stay by his side

If he makes you cry so?"

The girl stares up at the moon

Smiles, laughs even

And inquires,

"Why do you rise each night, 

If man no longer needs you?"

The moon, taken aback,

Counters, "I rise each night,

Not for the masses,

But for my sky,

My stars.

For, without them,

I would have no purpose."

The young maiden shrugs.

Still smiling, she replies,

"Then you have your answer.

He is my star.

My sky.

For, without him,

I would have no rightful place

On this man-made planet.

He is,

My world.

And his smile is my reason."