The magnificent sea tenderly struck up a new rhythm, accompanied by the moon's song into the night.
Moon’s Song
Glittering Moon
Glancing to the windows, a glittering moon lighted the garden mist winding as a silvery vapor.
Quiet Warmth
There is a quiet warmth sitting in nightgown and staring into the full moon, alone.
Smothering Embrace
I glanced up and there above me, in smothering embrace of the August night was the moon, pregnant with light.
