The moon is beautiful in her own way.
She is silent in her beauty- Cold and distant to most, but if one truly paid attention they would see that she tries with all her might to light up the world for others, because she alone burns brighter than any common star.
She reveals herself in phases, and takes her time to do so. When se is fully herself she can be admired, but the world only allows itself to see her physical beauty. They do not understand she has the power to move oceans, illuminate places that would otherwise be forgotten. So, in pain she slowly hides herself away again, longing to burn for someone who can truly know her.
Oh, how she aches for being the only of her kind…
The only other that burns with as much passion as she, the only love she can succumb to is that of the day sun. His love is fleeting though, and in the end, he too is just a star.
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Lady Luna
PoetryThe moon is beautiful in her own way. She is silent in her beauty- Cold and distant to most, but if one truly paid attention they would see that she tries with all her might to light up the world for others, because she alone burns brighter than an...
