Moonlight is sculpture.
In presence of the Moon nobody sees stars.
Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door
The moon seems unawareof night's dark hittingon the damp warm rain misguiding owl's spitting A thunder light of loveraising hearts beatingwhile weather learns morefrom rain lovers meeting
When the wolf howls and the moon dimshope fades with the waning light. Evil lurks at every turn as shadows waltz across the ebony night. Behold the midnight hour where all of reason takes flight.
The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.
Follow your inner moonlight don't hide the madness.
We are philosophers of our timeFloating in the moon's evening glow
Be calm...calm as a calm lagoon, then you will look beautiful as a beautiful calm lagoon crowned by the Moon and sheltered by the brilliance of the stars reclaiming your royalty of regal life...
Moon is the light from a lantern in heaven
I slept under the moonlight and set my soul free, caged within jars like fireflies".