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Homage to the Moon |
| The Full Moon Stirs Me I sit in a glade Looking at the night sky Arousing emotions I usually hide The full moon stirs me I feel akin to this sphere The perfection of its size The glow warms my spirit The full moon stirs me I stand and raise my arms Paying homage to its glow I let my shift slide to the ground The full moon stirs me A pagan dance I start No one is around A breeze starts up caressing The full moon stirs me I stare up at its brightness Tears gather in my eyes I yearn to hold a lover The full moon stirs me I lay on the grass depleted As beams of light glide over I feel less alone, gifted in some way The full moon stirs me 24 lines |