I love you in the dark—when sadness is a giant,
When I'm lost in sadness and in it's playground,
There you are,
Caressing me with grandeur of emotions.

I love you in all your shapes—none of it matters,
You're the only inconstant thing,
That is still beautiful,
It what makes you unique.

I love you with your love—the sun, that makes you shine,
That a time in the heavens, you become one,
But still I'm afar,
Watching your beauties combined.

I love you from this distance—far and unreachable,
How "how far" did not matter,
How it was enough just to see you glow,
Being light to the vastness of the dark.

I love you in all your craters, your bumps—your imperfections,
How your beauty cannot be bounded,
That even I who loves you,
Will not know unless you show me.

I love you through the night—touching my soul,
With the display of your magnificence,
Leaving me in awe,
And my mind in a flowery grave.

I love you now and forever—time is never a problem
Death may take me,
But not my love for the moon,
Cause this love is always, a flower in bloom.