Saengil Chukahae

A 'you' I compare with moon

In dark nights, morning or noon

Rising, falling, you make everyone swoon.

A crescent; it represents your smile

Ready to take every mile

Each grin you give,

Leaves me thinking, 'what secrets you keep?'

Anointing yourself a mystery

Realizing this, you're not to me

Behind every gesture you make

On whatever reason it may be

Like every 'shiny' I see,

You are a moon to me.

aRiish