Luna

I

You see her moonlit eyes
And nothing else.

She has eyes kissed by the Moon,
And her hair glistens with the Rain.
Her skin was formed by the Clouds
And on her lips is the dust of the Stars.

You see her moonlit eyes,
And all becomes a dream.

Her kingdom is the Night,
For she cannot walk by Day.
She is an enemy of the Sun,
For in her eyes is the Moon.

You see her moonlit eyes,
And you are hers.

She rides upon the Clouds;
She dances on the Dreams
That are given to the Night,
From those who wish upon the Stars.

You see her moonlit eyes,
And you forget.

She is unknown by creatures of the Light,
Forgotten by the shadows of the Morning.
Yet she is loved, this Daughter of the Night,
For she has eyes blessed by the Moon.

You see her moonlit eyes,
And she is gone.



II

She has eyes kissed by the Moon,
And Her hair glistens with the Rain.
Her skin was formed by the Clouds,
And on Her lips is the dust of the Stars.
She is the Lady of the Night:
The Lady of the Dreams.

Her life force is from the Dreams
Of the children of the Moon,
Of those given to the Night.
She cries silver tears like the Rain;
The drops sparkle like the Stars
And fall soft upon the Clouds.

She cries from Her bed in the Clouds
Because She is touched by the Dreams
Of those who wish upon the Stars.
Her bright eyes look to the Moon;
She shakes Her head, and the Rain
Falls into the Night.

Still She roams the Night
And rides upon the Clouds,
Forever like the Rain.
She dances on the Dreams,
And in Her eyes shines the Moon
As Her lips kiss the Stars.

She blows kisses from the Stars;
She sends them through the Night
To bless the children of the Moon
Who sleep beneath the Clouds.
It is they - the dreamers of the Dreams -
Who inspire Her tears of the Rain.

She brushes Her silver hair, touched by the Rain,
And the raindrops meld with the Stars.
In turn the stardust falls upon the Dreams,
And each dream is made a new star in the Night.
When She wakes from Her bed in the Clouds,
She gathers the new stars and gives thanks to the Moon.

Her silver hair of the Rain, Her dominion of the Night,
Her lips of the dust of the Stars, Her hands of the wisps of the Clouds -
This is the Lady of the Dreams, and in Her eyes forever is the Moon.

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© 2008 by Amanda Savino