The Light of the Moon
Michael D. Emery
(While reaching for the stars,
she found the light of the moon.)
It was in the moon's light
that she began her dance.
There was passion in her movement,
like a lover,
calling without words.
And the moon's light,
in silence,
seemed to answer her call...
Lingering on her curves
like a lover's eyes,
eyes that have traced those curves,
night after night
in silent admiration,
eyes that know
where those curves lead...
The moons light slipped around her body,
as she danced,
moving with her
and through her.
As she danced, the passion of her dance
was giving life to the light of the moon,
creating energy, and granting form.
And slowly the moon's light took shape,
and found herself with body.
Then reaching out
and taking the hand of the dancer,
they both paused...
They dance now hand in hand
goddess and woman,
and together they make love
with their laughter.
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