Luna

You are the quiet moon, Luna,
you speak little, yet you move
the earth beneath me with
each word you choose to say.

You rise and fall in silence,
and I learn your language
through the pull you leave
like tides within my blood.

There are nights you are full,
your light spilling into me,
filling every hollow I thought
was mine to keep alone.

And there are nights you vanish,
a shadow, a whisper behind clouds
yet even then I feel
your gravity, faithful as seas.

You circle without promise, quiet,
and still, I wait in awe…
for love, like the moon, comes,
goes, yet returns to the sky.