The Moon's Power
Neha, Age 12, Phoenix, AZ
Everything has a dreamy shimmer about it
In a bed of blossoms, I am about to sit
The orchids feel soft as silk
The moon looks like luminescent milk
The night air is pungent with the aroma of honeysuckle
I feel my knees buckle
Savouring the sugary taste of the flower
I collapse from the moon’s power
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