In the quiet sky, where the moon whispers,
Silhouettes dance, shadows prance.
They giggle, they wiggle, they hide, they seek,
Playful phantoms, peek-a-boo, unique.
Floating on clouds, soft like whispers,
Night's gentle friends, like dreams, like sisters.
"Catch us if you can!" they tease with a grin,
A game of shadows, let the fun begin!