A Valentine Moon,
When the moon’s at her fullest, only then shall she shine,
Her misty blue light casts a spell so divine.
With grace and honor, the night she will conquer,
A moment of brilliance through darkness so somber.
Her time though is fleeting, and soon starts to wane,
Dawn’s presence is threatening to drive her away.
The rich ocher sunrise is dulling her form,
Her light and her beauty, for the moment are gone.
Unable to battle the day, she is waiting,
Veiled by the sun, she is patiently resting.
For tonight, she shall dazzle with elegant ease,
through a darkness so distant, so lonely, so bleak.
Copyright J Lawrence 2014