Advice from the moon

Advice from the moon

Gazing at the sky I realised
that stars are too far to reach
The moon looked through me
eyed my hopes and dreams
and peeled the clouds away
My dreams became visible 
Swiftly I covered them
as they might get burned
lying naked under the sun.
The moon tilted his head
and whispered
Don't worry!
Wear your dreams like perfume
the scent is your soul
wafting its identity.
It will smell of passion
It will smell of love
This love has the strength
to raise you when you fall
to lift you to the Milky way
My mood was mixed with earthy
musk and honeysuckle when I
misted a little magic on my wrist