About The Moon


Oh, what is it?
about the moon.
A radiant orb,
That does festoon
With sliver rays,
Through the ink of night,
Its glowing presence
To the earth
Where I might
Imagine with bliss
A walk
Arm in arm
With one I so love
And admire the charm
Of glittering moonlight
Fallen from the skies
And caught fast
In the sparkle
Of his velvet eyes.
Gaze locked in awe,
To be broken too soon,
By the question
What is it
About the moon?