The colour of the moon

"...-What colour is sadness? asked the star of the cherry tree as it left the frayed end of a cloud passing by in a hurry. Didn't you hear ? I asked you : what colour is sadness?
-It's the colour the sea takes on at that very moment when the sun lean on its arms. It's a wild, dark-blue colour.
-What colour are dreams?
-Dreams? Dreams are the colour of late afternoon.
-What colour is joy?
-It is the colour o fnnon, my sweet little star.
-Waht about loneliness?
-Loneliness is violet.

The star closed its eyes and leaned on the fence. It stayed there for a while, and rested.
-What about love? I forgot to ask: What colour is love?
-It is the colour of the moon when it is full.
-Is that so? Passion is the colour of the moon. said the star. Then it looked far away, into the void and its eyes filled with tears."