The Pearl
The moon was a pearl -
a large white brilliant pearl of a moon
precious like the one I adored
as it shone down on us from the sky.
The sky was a sea -
a broad expanse of midnight blue
as deep as the love we made deep in a night
swimming with shimmering myriads of stars.
And the stars were fish -
beautiful shimmering star-fish
as bright as the glow in his eyes -
those eyes that gazed into mine
deep into the night of the beautiful sky -
that broad expanse of midnight blue -
the sea into which we gazed so deeply in love
as the moon met our gaze -
the moon that shone down
on me and my love most precious -
Oh, night of the large, white brilliant moon -
the pearl.
3/11/13
For Mark Toney's '2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 12' Poetry Contest
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