Loneliness

I often long to overlook the sun and the moon dancing circles around each other.
Watching how the sun inspires the moon to glow and how the moon makes way for the sun’s grandeur.
I like to think of them as distant lovers and the stars as blown kisses suspended in time.
The clouds appear as thoughts transcending through air. Post-it note written I love yous in the shape of memories and to dos.
And on those oh so faithful evenings when they occupy the same sky, I fix my gaze upwards and admire the beauty of intimacy.