My Moon

My pure light among the dark
Mildly blinds with pleasant glow.
Unearthly beauty got me locked
Into my mind; music of nature flows.

It lures to fly up and touch its surface,
Exploring each part of one.
I would be so careful and courteous
Like sacrifice with fatal gun.

My moon is queen of starry night.
It's broken through powerful eclipse.
From time to time it has to hide
Being engulfed by deep black lips.

Want it to be my heavenly abode
Distracting from the trivial thoughts.
I won't be there alone I can forebode,
Feeling such frequent beating of the heart.

The heart of moon, my pretty moon.
Seems to be madness, but it's alive to me.
Remember its chill hugs during warm June,
It forced through branches of one tree.

The shining miracle – celestial giant
Illuminates our world with smoky ray.
You know, another dawn is so violent
As it blots out my moon until it dies away.

I feel like devastated, it was my fleshless love,
My inspiration, dwelling for my minds
When eyes are glazy and can't see the dove
Flying in the air, forgotten that a day declined.

It's gone as though I've never seen
That window leading me to outer space.
I have to wait till angel flaps the wings
And silver dust forms moon, its lucid gaze.

It's raining; dusk has fallen on the streets.
My ears catch remote howl of a wolf I hear
Through thickness of the gloom, yearning to meet
Reflection of my moon in raindrop, so clear.