A poem to the moon

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Spherical silvery light

An orb that floats is my respite

Full and round with a shimmering haze

To the sky I shall gaze

Mysterious and controls the ebb and flow

Of the waters of the sea you know

Sailors and travellers beacon

The night’s own gem that does glisten

Makes me long to glide with the night

To get wings and take flight

As I hum songs of love and woe

Slowly growing nearer to your divine glow

Magical and the light for all

When you disappear I do fall

Surrounded by a velvet black sky

Eternal- you shall never die

You are the heart and soul of the air

No one is so majestic and yet so fair

Though even when covered by cloud

Your beauty echoes, it sings out loud

Keeps the shadows away with its mighty glow

Let’s everyone see- above and below

The one thing that has captured me so deliriously

A gem has been named after it- quite uniquely

Your song and shine cannot be bested

Those that deny it have surely jested

With your silky touch and breathy sigh

It is for you I would die

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