a letter to Selene

Dear Selene,
hold the night
and hold it tight
 
for so i've chased for too long
now at own knees
begging for perpetual darkness
so i can stop hiding from my own shadow
and turn as grey and beautiful as you
 
long enough i've sought to see
a ceaseless night
 
but the earth spun
and the sun illuminated once again
receiving all the love
that the moon never had
 
Alectrona's on her high horse
a rigged resource
a dense godhead
that couldn't bare the role
 
of shaping herself
in the sky