By Alia Gupta
The moon shines bright.
As the daughter of Hecate herself, dreams of her beloved
She rustles his gentle hair
His heartbeat a mere whisper
How soundly is he sleeping!
While her heart clutches a storm of her own
As she gets all the thrill, all the happiness she'd ever known
Moments ago, the starlet and her lover,
A gentle Breeze flows through the cover
Rustling his hair again.
As their hands entwine, she recalls his words, subtle and fine
She gazes at the moon above
The floating Artemis never really caught her sight
But gazing at her lover she had to be right
His face etherial under the moonlight
"How will I ever learn to live without you?" His voice echoed in her mind
And suddenly the world started to unwind;
The moonlit breeze, cool and calm
Would give accounts of the lovers' charm
And then she gazed once again in the sky above,
Her love still bright
As the moon shines bright.
By Alia Gupta
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