Dear Moon Goddess,
Greetings, m'lady. I hope this letter finds you well. Pardon me for writing to you, as I know I am but just one of your thousands admirers. I have nothing much to say, really. Just a poem I wrote hoping to reach you, m'lady.
"Lunar Adoration"
I have not yet known when these butterflies start to fly,
never really minding the reasons why;
You caught my eyes on the first day,
I don't really know if you did try.
It was magical,
time slowed down- I couldn't care less of my surroundings.
all I know is just you're there,
not even trying to gain attention, yet you managed to steal mine.
You are the epitome of beauty,
not even Aphrodite herself will disagree;
A princess, no, a goddess perhaps,
for no one compares to your charisma and such.
How did you even manage to do that?
just a single flicker makes me fall on my knees,
even a single word makes me feel at ease;
a single poem is not enough,
I can't even describe the way you laugh.
words are such an understatement,
I am no poet but that I know;
You are the Goddess and all,
even Titans would never stand tall.
I seem to be enchanted to you.
No, it is not your beauty nor intelligence that captured me.
Perhaps it has always been you that draws me towards the moon,
for no matter how long I stare at it,
I'll never get tired of sitting outside just to take a glance.
I haven't figured out the reasons behind these all,
perhaps my very being refused to do so.
I will never get tired of waiting for the sun to set just to see you shine.
It is you, my Moon Goddess.
The person I adore that even from a thousand miles, you made my life bright.
It will be my forever pleasure to write something for someone like you.
I don't really show my affection for someone yet for some reasons I couldn't do that when it comes to you. You're the muse in every poem I wrote. A masterpiece that brought me solace.
I admire you in more ways than one, though I'm not really sure if this is still one. I am contented with what I have now. I do not wish for something more. Just let me do this until I finally fall.
Yours truly,
Selenophile
