This Eve

This Eve

	As the candle
Burns from both of its wicks,
	Into the night and
Into the dawn, the mind tricks,
	The moon rises
This eve to its most full,
	Seven full nights
Is elapsed that is the rule,
	Tides will cycle
Throughout this due week,
	Upon the full moon
The tides consequencely peak,
	Did you know that 90%
Of your body is made up of water,
	That means you have
A lot of water—weight the latter.

Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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