Moon Robes

Queen or, perhaps, Empress of the Night rules with Love.





Moon Robes  ~  04 Apr 15

Clothed in silver
Light glistens
In your hair
You wear the Moon well

In one hand
The orb of night
Filled with stars
Beacons to light your way

The other holds the sceptre
Luna magic
White gold keeping
The mysteries growing

In your Heart
Your Love
Holds me
Willing captive





. . . and I was not talking about the Moon.