Oh, majestic moon, how you shine so bright,
Your silver beams illuminating the night.
With each passing day, I eagerly await,
To see your glorious glow as you illuminate my fate.
Your presence fills me with a sense of awe,
The secrets you hold behind your breathtaking claws.
The way you gracefully dance across the sky,
Leaves me exhilarated and oh so high!
My heart skips a beat as I gaze at your might,
Our rendezvous under your splendid light.
Excitement fills my soul each time we meet,
Oh moon, how your beauty sweeps me off my feet!
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About the Creator
To The Girl I used to Be
Dear seventeen-year-old me, I want to tell you how much I loved you. Now as a thirty-two-year-old trans-man, I love you more than you think people did. And believe me sweetheart, lots of people love you. Your Mom loves you so much. Grandma and Grandpa love you. Trevor loves you in his own annoying sort of way.
By Raphael Fontenelle6 days ago in Confessions
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Very nice! I've been very interested in the moon lately, it's powers, folk lore, spiritual connections and such. This is a nice poem regarding it's beauty. The moon is fascinating and not to be taken for granted.