The Moon Girl

In the stillness of the night,
Amidst the glow of the stars,
There was a girl who found delight,
In the beauty of the moon afar.

She gazed upon its beaming face,
With wonder and adoration,
And felt a sense of inner grace,
Brought forth by the moon's illumination.

The Moon Girl was her name,
And all who knew her saw,
That her beauty too was the same,
As the moon's soft, radiant awe.

They said she had the moon's charm,
The same grace and mystique,
That captured all within her arms,
And left them feeling unique.

The Moon Girl loved the night,
When the sky was black and deep,
And the moon lit up the way with light,
As she wandered in her dreamy sleep.

She loved the moon's shape and form,
Its phases and the way it shone,
And its attributes that left her warm,
As she basked in its glory till dawn.

The moon's light was her guide,
In the darkness of her life,
And the moon girl found solace derived,
From the moon's beauty and its strife.

She loved to watch the moon rise,
As it climbed its way up high,
And the way its light sparkled like fireflies,
In the darkness of the sky.

The moon taught her to love,
The beauty of the night,
And embrace the stars above,
As they twinkled with all their might.

She cherished the moon's attributes,
Like its calming and soothing power,
That washed over her like gentle slumber,
And kept her safe until the hour.

Its constancy and resilience,
Were virtues she learned to hold dear,
As she persevered with all her brilliance,
Through all the pain and fear.

The moon girl was a beauty rare,
Her dark complexion like the night,
Her eyes shone bright without a care,
As they reflected the moon's light.

Her hair flowed like the ocean waves,
Black as the emptiness of space,
And her grace so naturally displayed,
Like the moon's soft and gentle face.

Just like the moon shines bright,
So does her beauty blaze,
As she walks in the moon's light,
Radiant in all her ways.

Her love for the moon,
Is what makes her all the more divine,
For in the moon's reflection,
She shines with beauty so fine.

So, let us all take note,
Of the Moon Girl's beauty and grace,
And gather round the moon we dote,
As it illuminates our face.

For in the Moon Girl's love for the moon,
We find inspiration and delight,
And in her likeness, we are attuned,
To the beauty and wonder of the night.

Copyright © Vianney Forewah | Year Posted 2023

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