Moon Man

I was star-gazing on the rooftop. The man on the moon began to descend, he grabbed my hand and took me to Jupiter. We spoke of life, death, dreams, and nightmares. Like a child in a toy store I was awestruck. Nebulas and supernovas surrounded me. We danced on the Milky Way. It was a high no drug could ever give you. Coming down from the clouds he tucked me into bed. With a kiss on the head he vanished. I never looked at the stars again.

Colonial Heights, VA, United States.

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