Thursday, November 19, 2009

Poem: A Cancerian Reflection

A Cancerian Reflection

Moonchild, Moonchild
Shining bright,
Loves the evening,
adores the night.
Enchanted by the silvery light,
of the moons' shine,
Moonchild.

Stumble bunny, acts so funny,
never knowing who'll she'll be.
She will charm you,
sometimes alarm you
when she's moody,
Moonchild.

Spoiled baby, sexy lady.
She will haunt you with her eyes.
And when she loves you,
she'll stand beside you,
Forever,
for she's
Moonchild.

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