#moon

Do you think I’ll ever get better at this? That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me? ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#moon

The sun is an arrogant thing, always leaving the world behind when it tires of us. The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Everyday it's a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#poetry #shatter-me #change

Southampton's barrage balloons floated gleaming in the moonlight like the ghosts of elephants and hippos. ↗

— Elizabeth Wein

#ghosts #hippos #moonlight #simile #simile

I wanted to create a voyage to the moon just for her, but what I should have given her was a real journey on earth. ↗

— Mathias Malzieu

#journey #love #moon #real #voyage

...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #moon #pines #poetry #snow

...I got to love solitude - to see the Moon rise and set - I had time to watch it trace the window square across the wall in silent grace... ↗

— John Geddes

#moon #solitude #love

...once I saw you in moonlight and I can tell you - the silvery dust of the stars doesn't shimmer like you... ↗

— John Geddes

#moonlight #shimmer #silvery #stars #love

There was something of the wildwood in the man who came and went illusive as moonlight moving through the branches. ↗

— Janet Lee Carey

#moonlight #wildwood #love

It's one thing to say you think someone "hung the moon" but that generally means you are blind and deluded, and then the relationship fails because they say you changed, when really, they never saw you at all...The real test is if someone sees all your flaws or blemishes or individual differences, and they still think you hung the moon. ↗

— Kelli Jae Baeli

#love #relationships #romance #love

Last night I danced. My body rose from its slump for the first time since the beginning of sorrows - my fingers beckoning to the stars at arm's length, back arching as tingles bubbled up my spine, hips caught in a silent tempo while on tiptoe I twirled in endless euphoric circles. It didn't matter that you loved me or that you didn't. For I was wanted by the gods last night; their seraphs and muses descending on moonbeams into my midst, caressing my face and gliding their spirited arms about my waist, lifting my toes from the soil that I might feel what it is to fly without heaviness of heart. I danced with them under the glow of a loyal moon. For one brief, visceral dance I joyed as Heaven joys - in endless bliss. And the universe cherished me. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#inspirational-quote #joy #love #moon #moonbeams