The Gown of Lady Moon

June 26, 2018

The silver gown of Lady Moon upon the ocean lies

Her long train spreading over inky waters in drops of purest light

Her hair as black as velvet in salty breezes flies

And her quiet tread a rushing cadence in the unseen tides of night.

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