Intoxicating Moon
Under the moon where we find ourselves suddenly,
With the night darkness wrapping around all of us,
Hypnotizing, we’re captured, held by her bright glow.
Lightheaded, dizzy, thereby uninhibited.
Waxing and waning, we are intoxicated.
Watching from above over all cast by her spell,
Uniting mortals with those of a fantasy,
Powerfully impelling bizarre behavior,
According to the nature of your character.
Waxing and waning, we are intoxicated.
Like the moon gracefully passing through her phases,
So too, are we transformed by the love and the lust
In ways uninspired by outside of this world,
This magical place and seemingly timeless space.
Waxing and waning, we are intoxicated.
Daylight leisurely creeps in, her hold unfolding.
Mortals start to waken, fairies begin to dim.
Whether were a dream or no, we vow to return.
For now and until next our meeting together…
Waxing and waning, we are freed.
©2010 Sarah Donnellan
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This was done for the current art and writing challenge, 'Tender is the Night'. Please visit Artist Challenge and The Inferno to see other member's interpretations.
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