Daughter Vs Moon

She told me she lost the luminescence that used to line her silhouette at night--the Moon herself--she was fierce, we met at night--the Moon herself--I followed the intense glow she had left behind for me, with this clear vision, I knew we were meeting on her terms. She wants what belongs to her! Her luminescence is now outlining my 3 year-old daughter's frame. I left, knowing that the battle between Daughter and Moon is at its birth and far from its autumn. I am biased. Unbroken from my encounter, I left her---walked back through the same streets accompanied by darkness---we both looked at the luminescence at a distance---and as it grew closer our breathes became more controlled, uncertainty and desperation began to dissolve and our confidence was growing---we knew we were approaching my daughter's eyelids.