i love the moon so much.
it reminds me of you.
i wish the moon could actually fly
and peep through your window at 3am
and give you the thousand letters I want to send you,
but there are million more unwritten letters in my mind
which i'm too tired to even write.

i click the moon everyday
thinking it to be a tiny fragment of you being saved in my camera roll,
but the moon is so pulchritudinous
that the lenses do no justice.

i paint the moon every night
while sitting at my window,
because i'm not skilled enough to put your beauty out on paper
and the moon is the nearest thing as beautiful as you.

i wish to sit on a dew tipped green
and look at the moon the whole night and
while you'll drink all the stars and moon in the firmament
i'd be drunk in you, my moon.

oh, how much i love you
only the moon knows.
because every night she's the one who listens how much i admire you.

- April, 2024