Ebb and Flow
All the moons shone bright in the sky
above the ones that worshipped her;
Their ebb and flow will amplify
all the moons shone bright in the sky;
As twilight’s paint brush starts to dry
it collects dreams with a whisper;
All the moons shone bright in the sky
above the ones that worshipped her.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2023
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