I’m kissed by the moon…

Sometimes
I walk in on magic,
the kind
that gently blends…
It scatters
somber fragments,
and delicately
transcends…
Caressing me
with pastels,
I’m kissed
by the moon,
and I dance
in its aura
across the
caramel dunes…
I bask in the softness
of opaline shades,
saturated by wonder,
I watch
as daylight fades…