Why did she have to curse the moon?

She stood at the driveway

Fifty feet from me

Or so

She was so thin

So we ran to greet eachother

Engaged in long, cooing embrace

We almost forgot her bags

Sort of a deliberate gesture

For quaint stories

So she stayed

Everything was enriched

Her presence had

That power

Her power

Awakened our dear friend

Mr. Moon

And she yelled at him

All night

“Where were you when I needed you?

You left me to die.

I learned the magic on my own.

You were supposed to come for me, and set me free.

 I don’t need you anymore.

You’re going to curse the day you fell in the sky.

Why wouldn’t you just stay in love with me?”

I hope she doesn’t find out too soon.