Selenophile

I look up to her.

I admire and aspire.

I want to be her.

Waning or waxing,
but constantly flashing
a light that exposes hidden beauty.

She is loved by all,
standing confident and tall
every single night.

La Luna, the lady I love,
who watches me from above.
She is herself no matter the phase.

I look up to her.

I admire and aspire.

I want to be her.