LUNA

In moonlit night

Stealthily and slowly steps

Came forward on my back

Put her palms on my eyes

And then said;

“Guess, guess a riddle for you,

Who I am? Tell me the true.”

I called many names

But she denied

I touched her cotton hands

And felt silky hairs

Over my shoulders.

Then I shouted

Yes, yes I guessed

You are Luna

Then she laughed

And kept her head

On my bosom.