As the sun goes down the horizon

Luna yawns and fumbles

Emerging from behind a curtain of clouds

Rubbing her eyes,

she shoos them away to claim the night

Rearranging the darkness to amplify her glow

The orris orb owns the sky now

Her limpid, luminous light

Shimmering with a gleam of platinum

Magical, misty and mercurial

She stretches delicately

Extending fingers of moonbeam

Sprinkling her fairy dust

Calling young lovers nigh

Her silver tendrils entwining their souls

Watching tenderly her masterpiece of amour

She winks at her twinkling comrades

Then retires to cede place to the sun.

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