My Moonlight
That tiny speck of light that dots the dark skies
reminds him of the brilliance that she radiates -
ever luminous and shimmering even on gloomy days
like the moon that appears when its time has come
with her magnificent glow, she enthralls his senses
lights his path, obliges his wanderings, rescinds his sorrows
as she hangs way up above, alone in her splendor
he, at last, launches his praises, his ardor
and, for some time, they ignite in each other
that celestial adulation that's too sublime to know
for in their hearts, time will change that moment
as they abide by the tides that it brings. 
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