A single star shines
in a blueberry sky,
the only companion for
the sleepy moon.
The moon, a silvery sliver
peeking from under a heavy lid.
I wonder,
how many hopeful hearts
have whispered their secrets to
you tonight?
The sun is waking.
Rest, and dream your own
incandescent dreams-
You can shine
for lovers later.
But for now, good morning!
Sleep well.
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