La Bella Luna

You display your beauty like a rose, your essence frail and ghostly blossoms into fuller view, a wondrous pose. Maiden of mystery, home of stillborn assignations, misspent dreams and lovers' celebrations, fired with all the grief you can distill, and all the joy. You haunt the heavens, blithe and beauteous, even when unseen your hold is mighty, mistress of the tidal flow, the driving force behind each woman's mood and machination; ever present there for all to see, we praise you, and applaud your constancy.