Dream goddess

  Oh how you move my soul
 like the sun does to morning  
 bloom, damp from nightly dew  
 
  I stretch and bend in the long  
 days waiting for you to take  
 notice of me, pluck me away
 
 Oh how I crave to clothe you  
 with my scent, my colorfulness
 my last bit of essence- in life  
 
  Thou art the bare moon that  
 cradles me in her luminous
 bosom like a child does...love
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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