Dancing With The Moonlight

A silver moon glows in all its grace

awakening the misty ocean,

which draped in a soft silk veil,

inspires songs of the nightingale

 

Destructively delicate, an epitome of poise,

all in vain without admiring eyes,

But, in the embrace of darkness the moon smiles,

and there is nothing but love for miles and miles.

 

Rise black tides, rise higher and higher!

Even stars gaze down to witness this sacred affair

Poets, painters, and the gods have had their chance,

but as night sets in, the moon gets the final dance