Moon Child by Morgan Soulantikas
She brightens the sky with a Cheshire grin.
Her stars dance among the glow.
What it must feel like to trace the curves and shadows of a celestial goddess.
How do the nebulas contain their colors in her presence?
The milky way can’t help but overflow its banks with her radiance.
The sun must melt when dusk blankets the hemisphere.
She has always been his greatest weakness.
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