La Luna

As white as the snow is she standing in the sky,
La Luna.
Mysterious and beautiful.
Romantic, but so dangarous.
So lovely above me and how wonderful!
She makes me wonder, of who we are and what we do.
Of where we go, what we’re her for, even of you.
She’s of such an influence,
Unimagible how much depents on her.
And of so much importance,
We can’t live without her!
And when she’s full, it makes me happy and shiver all in once.
But when she ain’t there, it’s even worse, I need to see her glance.
So much to say, it can’t be said what she is and what she’s worth.
Just there she stands, look up to her, the moon against the earth.

lactamaeon