Global Poetry Writing Month #2 With Apologies to the Nakshatras

The Nakshatras in Indian lore,
Did the Moon very much adore,
Each night he did spend,
with a Nakshatra in her abode.

The lore was spun by human mind,
And you know we are not very kind. 
We now know thanks to modern science,
The Moon's orbit went nowhere close.

The Nakshastras did not know,
Each other or that we called them so,
They were far away in space and time,
Bright because of their own shine. 

We compared the Moon to honey and butter,
A handsome husband who could do better,
A husband who waxes and wanes,
No different than any human today.