Dear Lune,
I think the silence said more than words ever could.
I watched the tide move outward
Following the moon in an ancient trance.
It reached for it
Yearning in hopes to chase the impossible.
Time passed through
Days merged into nights
But somehow, I have loved the stars too deeply to be afraid of your darkness.
How do you find your solace?
Is it in me as mine is in you?
Or do you find terror, where I find it?
It’s presence caresses my skin in a cool embrace,
In what I could feel
Here,
Not alone but blanketed with a comforting cool.
I watched them dance together,
From a million miles.
I heard the wind whisper secrets.
Unspoken truths that will never be told
And names never named.
And a hand that will remain open palmed
In my lap forevermore.
Love from,
Yours.
Jan 20
Jan 20, 2026 at 4:42 AM UTC
Dear Lune,
I think the silence said more than words ever could.
I watched the tide move outward
Following the moon in an ancient trance.
It reached for it
Yearning in hopes to chase the impossible.
Time passed through
Days merged into nights
But somehow, I have loved the stars too deeply to be afraid of your darkness.
How do you find your solace?
Is it in me as mine is in you?
Or do you find terror, where I find it?
It’s presence caresses my skin in a cool embrace,
In what I could feel
Here,
Not alone but blanketed with a comforting cool.
I watched them dance together,
From a million miles.
I heard the wind whisper secrets.
Unspoken truths that will never be told
And names never named.
And a hand that will remain open palmed
In my lap forevermore.
Love from,
Yours.
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