sun society

The day I left the moon for the sun,
an eclipse sucked the light from
my throat. I choked on stardust,
spat out tiny universes the moon
would never dream of orbiting.
The sun told me I was the brightest
thing she’d ever seen. The moon
sighed when I told him, saying he
knew the craters in his surface
were enough of a flaw to send me
rocketing across the galaxy.
I think the moon is jealous. He has
always wanted her rays to warm
him but they could never reach
quite close enough. Maybe that’s
why he settled for my hands
instead; tender, quiet things that
fill the holes in his surface.
The sun commends me for trying
to heal him, but promises me
eternal shine, a wine I cannot
refuse. Sometimes I look up from
my home on her fiery flesh, a solar
flare amongst many, feeling sorry
for the moon. I know he blocks
her beams so I can take note of
the dark he feels now. Halos the
light around his frame so I can
see every curve and scar shaping
his being. I tell him, I’m sorry, but I
can no longer see my reflection
mirrored off his reflecting light.
Maybe I never did.
—  how i fell in love with space // Haley Hendrick
The signs while stoned

aries: “this is stupid, where’s the alcohol”
taurus: *opens fridge and eats everything*
gemini: “this stuff smells, but it makes me feel good so idk”
cancer: “wow did I just laugh for once” “am I actually happy” “what is this feeling”
leo: *plays video game without blinking for hours*
virgo: “why did I do this” “why do I feel like this” “I feel funny” “guys when will this end”
libra: doesn’t stop talking (probably about something they love)
scorpio: “I really want to have sex right now”
sagittarius *doing something weird (but funny) af in the corner of the room*
capricorn: chillin, randomly giggles
aquarius: *thinks of some complex theoretical idea* *blows mind of person sitting next to them*
pisces: *scrolls through social media quietly laughing*

cold hands

the sun
slowly climbs
the tallest buildings
of my skyline,
as I sink
below the bustling
and on windowsills
and corners
there are flowers,
that will fade someday
growing untamed
in bursts of yellow now,
just like the sun.

I spend
enough time looking up,
to feel the
essence surround me,
and forget cold thoughts
like cold hands
still hanging loose
around my neck.

© SoulReserve 2017

The Man in the Moon

The man in the moon was falling in love
With the woman who lived on the sun
He counted the stars while she was away
Dancing to lullabies during the day
And when it was the moon man’s time
He accompanied her and began to shine
His singing made the sun siren swoon
For he was the man in the moon


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zodiac facts ☆

Aries: hates you, but loves you
Taurus: lazy, but will do anything for that money
Gemini: fake, but super sweet
Cancer: smiling, but depressed
Leo: thinks they’re right, but they’re really wrong
Virgo: prude, but really wants someone to rip their clothes off
Libra: harsh, but supportive
Scorpio: angry, but protective
Sagittarius: mean, but always kidding
Capricorn : nice, but judgemental
Aquarius : silly, but very intelligent
Pisces: friendly, but secretly wants to murder you

The Sky

This earth is my canvas
the sky, my muse
the oceans reflecting
its deep shades of blue.

The stars bestow wonder
the sun gives me might,
the moon is a friend
that I visit each night.

The clouds in their
weightless effort to sway
remind me the grace
in allowing each day
to follow its path and
let it go by, after all,
we are bound to the
whim of the sky.


Oh my sun
How I miss you when you aren’t here.
The way you radiate towards me, the way you warm me
And let me shine on others when they are in a dark place

 Oh dear moon
If it wasn’t for you
I wouldn’t have understood how bright I could shine
I wouldn’t have known
How much warmth I could provide

 Isn’t it funny
You may not be the one I gravitate to
Yet you are the only one that I want to revolve around
and make the center of my universe

 I do find it funny
I never thought I’d be worth spinning around
I was only doing what I’ve always known
After all I am only a star out of many

Can you believe it?
How lucky we could be
For the universe to throw it’s atoms together
In such a way that we
Could end up together

 -Oh how lucky we are to share the same sky

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