Shadow of the moon ?

Are you somewhere sheltering amidst the darkness of the night, clandestinely covered up betwixt a blanket of blight. Peeping thru those shrouds of clouds shining your moonlight, dazzling an adornment of dreaminess delight..

Oh big old Mr. moon you cannot conceal from me, underneath a carpet of curiousity you are still there sleepily. Sometimes you are my beacon beaming right by my side, but as I seek out your moonbeams midst this eerie eventide. Only shadows of the moon are in the heavens up above, surreptiously sub rosa like a hand in a glove. I shall look up to the skies until yon clouds pass over, when I will welcome your wholesomeness like a long lost lover..