I'm Obsessed with the moon.

I'm Obsessed with the moon.
 
Oh my, how I love the moon!
The moon calls my name every night. It is so bright and beautiful.
I love the moon so much that I can stare at it until it fades away. 
I sleep so peacefully during the night when you protect me.
It feels like you listen to every conversation I have with you.
 
I hate when my humans separate me from you. I wish that I could open doors myself. 
As I stare out the window and communicate with you, my humans get out of bed and cover
the windows so I can talk to you no more. Why they don't like you, I don't know. But I wish I could Meow at you all night. You should come and visit me more often! 
 
As I look at you, I wonder what you do. Can you talk or move? Why is your shape changing?
I wonder what flavor you would be. Humans believe that you are cheese. 
I love cheese, milk, cream, and everything dairy! Sometimes I wonder if there is really a
human standing on you like humans say. I wish I could have a tiny human. We would play
even better!
 
You are pure white, like cotton. Are you a cotton ball that I can play with?
I love to play with cotton, wool, and anything soft and fluffy. 
Oh, I wish I could tear you apart with my sharp claws. I wonder if you can bounce like a ball
or if you could roll so that I can chase you around.
You will be my favorite toy if I can only reach you, so close but yet so far!
 
I believe that I have a superpower. I must practice staring at you enough to pull you closer
with my night vision eyes. One day you will be here in my very own home without being
able to escape. Someday I am going to catch you! 
 
It's getting late now. I need to practice my superpowers!