moon reel me in

the moon in my palms

i pray in your arms—

a wild symphony, muffled by light,

spraying its rays like a rising might.

too radiant to be mine,

too divine to be a sign.

wounds cut deep—

but i’d go deeper, just to keep

that soft innocence, scorched through,

a rolling burn known only to you.

i want to bathe in that light without the pain—

or maybe—

i want to burn again.

like an unforgiving sight to behold,

please, give me up for that unwavering gold.

my true blue—

haven’t i given enough to you?

haven’t i drowned too far through

twilight eyes that weep for the dark?

my day is too warm—

it reveals too much.

if i love the light,

i betray you.

i want to stand in the rain

without chasing the sun again.

i don’t want to be a savage,

making you victim to my ravage.