In the velvet night, the moon awakes,
A solitary soul, its beauty takes,
A silent witness, in the heavens high,
It weaves its magic, painting the sky.

Oh, celestial orb, so luminous and bright,
Your gentle glow, a beacon in the night,
You guide lost souls, with your tender light,
And fill their hearts, with hope so bright.

Through darkest storms, you remain serene,
A steady presence, in a world unseen,
You whisper secrets, to the ones who seek,
A soothing balm, for the hearts that weep.

But beneath your tranquil face, a tale untold,
Of love and longing, a story so bold,
For you've witnessed passions, rise and fall,
And heard the echoes of hearts that call.

Oh, moon, you mirror our deepest desires,
Igniting flames within, like celestial fires,
You hold our dreams, in your silver embrace,
And illuminate paths, with your gentle grace.

So, I gaze at you, with tearful eyes,
And pour my heart out, to the skies,
For in your presence, my sorrows wane,
And hope emerges, like a fragile flame.

Moon, dear moon, forever you'll be,
A symbol of emotions, wild and free,
In your ethereal glow, I find solace deep,
As you guard my secrets, while the world sleeps.


© QuinnNyah