Ode To the Moon
oh mighty mother,
protector of calm
reveal your silver dollar face
kiss my brow.
whisper in your misty breath
secrets of the past;
what have you seen
oh ancient one?
_________
silent guardian,
muse of the many
omen of womanhood
bid my pale cheek goodnight.
graze upon my fingertips
hold me gently.
prance on my dewy eyelashes, and
sing me to sleep with your immortal song.
3/9/20
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