Lover of the Moon...
Nagualero
“The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.”
― Carl Sandburg
The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows all my secrets.
— J.M. Wonderland
Nagualero
Even when she was alone, she felt a gentle presence, a presence that eased her mind.
A whisper in the night;
...if you're ever feeling lonely, just look at the moon. Someone, somewhere, is looking at it too.
Alone in solitude, she meditated.
But she was never alone, for he too recognized her presence.
She liked the moon, because, like herself, it shined its brightest when nobody was around to see.”
-Anonymous.
“No matter how bleak and black her existence became, the familiar sight of the moon restored something within her, small as it was—like tiny fluttering wings of flame beating back the darkness.
― Shona Moyce, Immisceo Taken
Every night he speaks to her, hoping one day she hears him.
Nagualero
Finally...the stars were aligning.
Nagualero
On a beautiful summer night, he approached her.
“My darling, you can’t see it, can you? How like the moon you are. Both of you so timid in yourselves; hiding pieces from the world. Then, there are those rare moments when you both are full, and it becomes hard to look away. You are beautiful.
― Alexandria Drzewiecki
Nagualero
“The moon is the reflection of your heart and moonlight is the twinkle of your love.”
― Debasish Mridha
“And if you are to love – love like the moon loves – it doesn’t steal the night. It only unveils the beauty of the dark.”
―Isra Al-Thibeh
Nagualero
Her spirit was lifted...
Who says you can't hold the moon.
Nagualero
“Tell me the story...she said.
About how the sun loved the moon so much..
That she died every night..
Just to let him breathe...”
― Hanako Ishii
He smiled, as the moons glare soaked her pretty face...
Michelle Murphy
What was once unreachable, was finally in their arms.
He stared into her eyes, searching deeply for the right expression.
He knew if he was her moon, she was his sun.
Michelle Murphy
It is now or never...
Let's share the stars and dance in the sky.
― Karen Quan
She seals the deal with a kiss as her response.
“And [she] beholds the moon; like a rounded fragment of ice filled with motionless light.”
― Gustave Flaubert
Fin.
