The moon whispered secrets

In the hours before dawn

Exchanged for some of my own

We unlocked ourselves to each other

And I thought:

Can this be home?

But the moon waned to darkness

And no matter how hard I strained

There were no more precious whispers

And I lamented for my friend

And the nights were longer alone

And I soon forgot how to sleep

When the lock on myself rusted on

And iron stained my dreams.