Moonlight basks upon us
Bathing us in its silver rays
The night air cools the days worries
Sends them skipping into the night
Lunar cleansing beams free me
Sanctify me
Glorify my soul
Yet
Holding your hand
In the glow of this blue moon
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7 comments:
This is lovely... sanctified by moonbeams :)
Beautiful thought, nicely expressed...
For me, this was like a soothing lullaby.
Lunar cleansing...yes...
Your poem is a beautiful gift....love this! :-)
Lovely!
Hand holding. Great ending
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