If I were to speak to Luna, the goddess of the night
I would have to thank her for the turning of the tides
I would compare her to a mirror, reflection of the light
The brightness of the midday filtered through her eyes
I could call her many things like Cynthia or Selene
I could bask in moonbeams that make me feel serene
I love her when she's crescent, half or new or full
The lycanthropic dream, the catamenial pull
The many monthly transformation phases
Shows there's nothing wrong with all our changes
Showing us many blue, pink, and red faces
And we will know our place is, the same as outer space is
So while you are alive in the shadow of the sun
Celestial body lacking harshness that makes you the favorite one
About the Creator
Raine Fielder
Raine has been writing poetry since she was in seventh grade. She has written several poems, song lyrics, short stories and eight books. Writing is her main purpose.
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