Luna is her name

My love for the night sky

The sun sets behind her, Luna is her name, she commands life.

She sings with movement, sees with laughter, the sun rises in front of her.

Terra never knew her touch but feels her presents, the sky is her home, the clouds move, she is not done.

Mystery settles around her, minds expand, her skins tells her story.

Light is her product, truth owns hers, her glow case spells, love is under her.

She is the me in us and the goodness in them, lovely she is, the night is her stage and we watch.

She is wild but with low voice, she calls and Earth moves, Luna is her name.

She was there before us and promises to be there after, I saw her with new eyes and old men see she her still. She is a lady.

With falling stars as her company, she watches us, her light drives some mad, passion to others.

I’ve loved her and she never knew, my path I can see with her over me, she escorts me.

I’ll never touch her, but I can see her and Luna is her.