Moonlight
On the eerie pitch-black night The mascot of dark comes to rescue and creates a view so picturesque. Embracing its scars and a heart full of caters I see the silver moon caste its luminescence so bright. Waxing or waning who would even care? The lunar eclipses for the scholars I spare. To stand still was all I could dare As I appreciate the ethereal beauty it beheld. ~Avani Irenic