This is My Love Poem
The full moon swelled last night
against the inky sky, a lone
star keeping it company
in the foreboding darkness
surrounding them, and I yearned
to swallow it whole, feel
its brightness tingling
on my tongue; taste the light
that shimmered against the back
of my teeth, so when I smile at you
you'd see brilliance
instead of the sadness
that tinges our love, and
hear your laughter
fill my belly with moonlight.
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I am a teacher by calling, a writer by nature, a mother by grace, and a wife by choice. I love all my roles, though am better at some than at others. I write because I love it and because I need it to deal with a life that can be cruel and cynical as well as beautiful and mysterious. "Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar." Percy Bysshe Shelley
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