Moon In Full Bloom


Look how it stands there-

on gravity's stem,

petals in form of beams

stretching far out

from its center-


in glorious prime

smell its fragrant aroma

of a crisp winter night

as it flies by....

...on wayward breeze.

How I wish to touch it,

reach up,

pluck the blossom

from its galaxy garden,

place it in my hair-

oh, how I would glow

with lunar light.

Look how it stands there-

the moon

in full bloom.

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