Bulan karam di matamu

Aku lupa kapan kiranya terakhir aku menatap bulan

Malam terlalu beku untuk menemaniku

Terkadang aku tidak sanggup jika sendirian menatap bulan

Karena perlahan-lahan bulan itu karam

Dan malam ini, ingin rasanya aku keluar dari kebekuan malam

Sendiri saja, aku mulai berkaca-kaca

Mataku ini. Mataku rasanya tak ingin sedikit saja melihat isi langit lainnya

Indah

Yah.. Terlalu indah

Terlalu indah untuk harus diakhiri, tapi malam tidak dapat ditawar

Aku berlalu, mungkin esok, lusa aku akan keluar dan menatap bulan lagi

Demikian aku berkata

Esok

Lusa

Atau entah beberapa bulan lagi

Yah, untuk melihat bulan

Saat ini, aku rasa kuasaku tak mampu untuk keluar

Untuk menatapmu, bulan

Karena malam tidak hanya beku namun menakutkan

Dan aku bukanlah seorang pemberani, aku takut

Dan kau bulan, aku ingin tidak menatapmu untuk sekian waktu

Hingga esok, matahari mungkin menggantikanmu

Namun begitu senja terpotong oleh hitungan waktu

Kau, kau datang kembali

Dan mungkin aku memilih bersembunyi

Hingga lusa, aku masih dipersembunyianku

Ingin aku mengintip dari jendela yang tidak pernah ku kunci

Ingin aku melihat sedikit saja kau bicara

Ingin aku mendengar sedikit saja

Kau menyapa

Beberapa bulan lagi

Entah beberapa bulan lagi

Bulan itu karam dimatamu

Depok, 00.05 WIB

29 Agustus 2014

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