#selenophile
With all my might
I ask?
From the stars
What my sin was?
My sin was loving you
From afar
In dark nights from an abyss
craving your touch every time
My abyss where nothing can reach apart
from dread to misery
all lies
Only once I can see for the last time
Will I?
With all my might
I cried
Like a wolf, I also yearn for your slight touch
You who appear on dark night
With the stars
When will you appear again?
So that I could
Maybe for the last time
To look at you or see you shine
upon me
With all my might I try to catch you
But What?
You are up there
So far
Yet I'll wait for another time
Because,
You are my moon
And I'm your selenophile...
Jul 7, 2025
Jul 7, 2025 at 2:49 PM UTC
Peeping through the clouds
Moon shines radiantly
To soothe the longing lovers
Promising them to be with them forever
Cheering them to cherish their beloved
With a bright smile on her face
Hiding all her pains inside
Lone in the vast universe
Witnessing lovers for ages
And seeking her own happiness
Hoping to meet her destiny, someday. 🦋
Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 12:14 PM UTC
I shall marry you one day soon,
To bring you to my world.
Then take you out to the hills,
To make love in the snowy whorl.
You might lose something,
But me you shall gain.
We'll make love under the moonlight,
You'll experience no pain.
I have a dream about us,
To bring new life to the planet.
We must become united as one body,
And one soul for this one love.
That one love will be our daughter,
Who we will kindle as our love,
Then we'll not deprive her of happiness,
We'll give her a sibling as well.
I am so sure that we'll have a daughter first,
Well, that's because I have a lot of love inside,
Such love for you and my future,
And we'll always thank the Moon for its love.
Jan 13, 2024
Jan 13, 2024 at 8:50 PM UTC
The man
who was sitting
alone under the rooftop
with burning cigarette
on the right hand,
feeling beauty,
looking at the night sky,
waiting to see the moonlight,
it was me.
Oct 27, 2021
Oct 27, 2021 at 4:14 PM UTC
You be my moon
Though away light years
Attraction is the same
For years and years ...
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 10:56 AM UTC
I wish I was a star,
Far in the sky,
I wish I was a moon,
I'm a Selenophile
Sep 8, 2020
Sep 8, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
by now, the moon knows that my chest is just a burial ground for this thousandfold of sighs — in their hands, all different ways of my undoing, and i am a breath away from one. you see, some nights are for the softest, gentlest moments of lunacy. some nights, for waging wars and succumbing into these sighs, barely held by the petals tightening around my throat. by now, the moon knows that i had once been a battlefield and it's a pity — growing poems on such an unholy ground, only to fall apart like aster leaves and ancient city walls.
darling, it's getting dark, and this is starting to look less like poetry — and more like spoils of war from inside my head.
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 8:10 AM UTC
Just as the moon getting closer agitates the waves, He got too close and angered the waves of her heart. He hoped for a piece of his soul to calm her tide but it was too much and she wished him gone as the waves spit the moon back out into the sky. While the rising sun found two sets of footprints, the path they were taking was separate from each other.
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 10:49 PM UTC
He finds himself somewhere new, a beach with his beautiful moon being licked by the ocean waves. Then he notices her, dancing at the tide's edge. He comes to realize that the moon led him to her through its final moonbeams for the night. As the Day cracks into a new dawn, It finds two sets of footprints walking along tide's edge on a path to the moon while the sea slowly consumes the trail.
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 9:23 PM UTC
They stare at me, with questioning eyes. They wonder why I always look so tired, but in reality, I've never felt better. Last night I was able to speak with you again, tell you of my troubles and bathe in your light. They will never understand but that doesn't matter, for as long as I have you. I can handle the waking world just to have another chance to enjoy your company in a state of reality I don't belong in.
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 12:06 AM UTC
A beam of light, I can see. Shining brightly across the sea. Then I see Her, in a torn white dress. Slowly climbing with the stars. She tries to hide her damaged face but I encourage her that it's part of her beauty. As a thank you for letting her shine with all her flaws, she tells me of the things she's seen back in a time when her face was smooth and craterless. And I sit with her and listen to her stories. Then comes the time for her to climb down, but she promises to be back, and I promised to be there waiting.
Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 3:04 AM UTC
I confess to you and only you, lady moon highest in the sky, to take my fears and insecurities and keep them with you throughout your path in the night sky. For when Daybreak comes, those fears I hold close to me will be protected from the burning light of the sun. For when Daybreak comes, the secrets I've shared with you will be shielded and safe under the dim light of your moonbeams. For when Daybreak comes, Nobody but you and I will know of the secrets I've kept with you.
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 12:24 AM UTC
I look out the foggy window, and there it is
The moon that shines so bright
As I sit in this dark room wondering what to do
I watch for hours as it sinks into the never-ending sky
And my tears flow as it disappears
It is replaced with a new circle of light
More yellow and more bright
It makes me feel scared and watched by strangers
Eyes are looking at me as my face rains with sadness
Where is my precious? My love? My life?
Where is the light when it's dark outside?
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 10:03 AM UTC
I’ve been left numb and speechless by murals, symphonies and monuments,
but I was struck hard overwhelmed and left breathless by the sight of you.
I’d analyze every line, every inch and every sign for what it all represents,
but with complexity and perfection; that seems impossible to do.
The sun was illuminating on your back,
but I caught a greater shine from your smile.
I tossed time away fully prepared to lose all track,
I knew I wanted to walk alongside you day after day, mile after mile.
I have nothing that I can give,
I don’t have much to offer; I have no plan.
But I swear that as long as I may live,
I will worship you like no one else will or can.
I dusted myself off and presented my heart and soul as an open book,
every answer and truth you could want is within the text.
If you gain the courage, flip the index, skim and quickly take a look,
the first chapter is all about you and so is the rest and the next.
I’ve never been a fan of drinking
but my eyes absorb you like I’m dangerously dehydrated.
And every day since I met you I’ve spent all my time just thinking
was it coincidence, destiny, luck or simply fated.
There’s so little I can provide,
all I can promise you is my life in your hands.
I’ll be behind you if you fall, and stand tall when I’m at your side,
and I will worship you as no one else understands.
And I wove strings of poetry into a single thread,
my god, I’d hate to die without knowing every single thought in that beautiful head.
I took a nasty fall I was used to slips,
but I love you down to your fingertips.
I immortalized you in sonnets, poems and scripts,
‘cause I love you down to your fingertips.
I’ve been losing sleep and losing grips,
but I love you down to your fingertips.
Depraved of oxygen needing the air from your lips,
and I’ll love you down to your fingertips.
Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 11:58 AM UTC
. “I
look out
side the window
and there
I see the
moon, and
that makes
me wonder,
‘why would
such a beauty
always want
to hide a part
of herself, why will
she want to?’
”
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC
whichever color you glow;
a calm, serene white
a blood-crimson red
a rare, sorrowful blue
a lonely void of black
however you illuminate the night;
whether you wax and shine with the stars
or wane and hide above the clouds
whether you make a proud crescent
or be a glorious gibbous
or even divide the darkness
as either of the quarters
whatever shape you become
whatever shade you gleam
you will always be beautiful in my eyes
whatever you may seem
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 9:39 AM UTC
but what happens
if the moon
actually discovers
his real other half?
then
i'm not the half-moon
he's destined to be with.
i'm just an astronomer,
a selenophile,
lost in a love phase.
because i will still love you
even if you vanished
from my sight
and turned into
a new moon.
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 11:07 AM UTC
My moon is a He
And he's talking to me
Telling me secrets
The place i'd rather be
Leigh Herondale August 2015
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 10:26 AM UTC
Have you seen the moon tonight?
It's talking to me
Leigh Herondale August 2015
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 8:36 AM UTC