My Harvest Moon

Shining brilliantly in speech and customs, building a world with the words she speaks... Building my world with her words. I love her, building my life with her love. Her the moon, the harvest moon as rare as she is beautiful. My harvest moon as I look at her she knows, and she looks at me and I know it, my harvest moon, my magic, my muse, my moon, my Myriad of words, to the moon I call you again