I look at the moon shining so bright
I am reminded of the world beyond the barriers of my mind

I look at the moon as a beloved kin
And I fall in love with the chocolate of my skin

I sit by the window in the gloom of  night
Awaiting the companion who steers me forward

I don't look at the moon as my messenger
I don't look at it for any answer
I look at the moon as my savior
From the night sky that gets darker

The moon is an alarm-clock ticking away 
It's a stalker, a candle, it is my own spotlight

- A