The moon is bright as firelight
But cold as stone
Moonlight comes from gentle tears
That seem to all but disappear
She is an unique mistress
She can have you in a flick of the wrist
Her favorite game is cat and mouse
But no one goes near her house
So she waits night and day
For the one to come her way
The sun god, Nicoangelo, had heard about this fickled queen
And decided to show her his gleam
She all but threw him out of the house
She did not want treasure or jewels
She wanted the heart of the person willingly to be hers
Fore true love so bright
Could only break the spell of pure fright
And redeem the pure heart of someone
So cold and tight
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Short poems
PoetryI don't know when this will be completed I just know I'm going to be writing whenever a strong emotion hits. The poems will not be a specific gener its just a combination of everything together
