Beautiful but intangible.
I stare at you at night
With your bright gleaming halo
My need for just a glimpse of you
Just
A
Tou
ch
The joy I receive from just a ray of your orb
Mi luna coqueta
Winking at me letting me know that you are listening
Answering my silent pleading for company
They will never understand as I lay here watching you
Why you were made for me
Why you consume my very being
My only rescue from this
hell
called earth
Like your dark side
My welting heart hides
Dying
Engulfed by my own darkness
You stream yellow light through the cracks
Calming me
They don’t understand
The fear
the darkness that you bring
The myths and the legends of your powers
Cowards aren’t they?
Well its mourning now
You are gone
But I know you will return
Farewell my lover
Until the darkness let’s us meet again.
Gabriela T ❤
The Astronomical Poet 🌙 
In college I was on the school rowing team. Then after I rowed a little bit for the city. I was always more saddened by the Moon’s departure than the Sun’s arrival. (Also, our boat was named the “Luna Dora”) 😊
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Rowing at night must be breathtaking.
I actually plan on getting my first tattoo on my birthday in January. I plan on getting a crescent Moon with the Aquarius constellation. My emotions move with the phases of the Moon ‘Mi Luna’ and I completely understand the sadness that comes with the morning.
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Your writing ha on many imporantint things that I have long since forgotten or orignored. It’s strange how agood poet van do that. I am a child of the seas a djthe starys, simtheynalsomfigue prominently in my writing. I want to find a one only for you. I think I’m getting close.
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