Caressed by
Moonlight
At noonlight
Swoon like
A bird,
Lulled
By the
Inherent warmth
of the sun
Kissing the moon
At
Noon
A siesta
with both the
Moon and sun
Watching over,
Guiding me to sleep.
dreaming
Of a m oo n at n oo n
With a womanly face
Eminating warmth and curiosity
Compassion
Smiling at me
Not something paganic
Without disresoecting any human or religion
Not something godlike was in her appearance, her energy
But someone gentle, a being
Flowers in her hair, beautifully dressed
Sparkling pebble colored eyes
Striking love
Caressed me
By moonlight,
At noonlight,
Swooned like
A bird
But when I woke up
I was awakened
No longer lost
and loved by the
Noonly moon.
About the Creator
Maya Or Tzur
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This is exactly how I imagine the moon! Like a goddess with flowers in her hair, loving us all. Wonderful piece!