The moon,
la luna,
chandakaiya,
she speaks sweetly without words
without words she illuminates the night sky; as bright as ever, cuddling close.
The trees begin to spiral, outwards and away,
as she sits there
still,
bright,
shining.
Vision captivated and thoughts dripping full of beauty
In awe, the moon tonight connects my heart to yours
Goodnight moon...
time for me to sleep as you shine on
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