Moon walk with myself

My soul is my moon and my moonlight too.

I have chosen it to be my flower garden and the essence of posies too.
I have come long way, eager to find my secret self without shoes or shawl.
My unicorn stays by my side not failing to radiate my purity.
It nourishes me and makes me laugh as I fly into the galaxies so high.
The starry night whispers to me the sovereignty to dust turquoise glitters all over the sky.

Tuesday 2:01 AM/ The 6th September 2016