M oo n at n oo n

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.