Dedicated to Midnight_Life79
As the sea swirls around the ragged rocks,
And the moon casts a shadow,
A delicate figure is seen pacing the sand,
Her eyes reflect the moonlight,
She has no companion but only the whistling wind and the calm sea,
Her white dress is tattered and wet and her golden hair clinging to her back,
But when the sun begins to show,
The figure fades into the air,
Only to return when the moon appears again.
YOU ARE READING
The Song of the Sun and the Moon
PoetryThe passion of the burning sun and the cool caress of the silver moon. Credit of graphics to ArtfulPoet- thank you so much for designing an amazing cover for my book! Credit of image to Dorina Costras
