The Moon and Me

Sitting on a razor’s edge, she fills the night sky

With her gentle light, soft rays of moonbeams

Touching my skin, lulling me to slumber.

The sea beneath reflects her image

Rippling light upon waves of salt.

Watching, waiting, she rises high

And peeks into my window,

Her breath an icy kiss on my fevered cheek.

Photo credit: myfortlauderdalebeach.com

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