Is That a Person?

The moon got a slim crescent headpiece from the room at the end of the hall, kissed his wife on the cheek and marched out the door. The woman couldn't sleep that night, so she took a walk, venturing farther from her house than she ever had before. She would go down a trail, find person lying face down, and get absolutely no response, until hello. Maybe you'll talk to me. I'm a star. There's a bunch of us up here. It's our job to make the night sky, you know, twinkle, twinkle. Well, i guess i don't have to wonder what you the star smiled.