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Gideon Mar 8
She hangs above, not upside down.
Waiting for her turn, never wearing a frown.
She is a patient woman, wearing a man’s face.
She cannot run, she walks at her own pace.
Who is she? This dark, hidden lady?
She is so bright, when she isn’t shady.
The Moon, oh, the Moon!
Who’s lover comes soon.
Her lover, the sun, sits so high in the sky.
On opposite sides from her sweetheart at night.
But every once in a while, they meet up to kiss,
Covering the world in a gloomy, dark eclipse.
Gideon Mar 8
I soak up rays of warmth from the sun
as it covers my limbs like a blanket.
I am calm, content, and curious.
My curiosity is unbridled,
and my creativity is bolstered
by the satisfaction I feel.
I wish to grow and reach new heights.
This freedom comes from the sun,
as my leaves photosynthesize its warmth into energy.
My stem reaches taller, and new leaves unfurl.
I create a new version of myself with every sunny day.
I love sun-drenched afternoons when the world seems softer,

when people seem to be going about their day as usual,
but they seem more at peace.

when I can hear every sound around me,
but my mind feels silent.

when I'm walking towards my destination,
but I feel like I'm walking aimlessly in solace.

something so nostalgic, something so special, wish I could relish in this reverie forever.
MetaVerse Mar 4
There once was a woman from Spain
Who loved to make love in the rain:
     She also had fun
     Making love in the sun,
And always in the public domain.
The Sun has become A Golden Rose
The Moon has become A Sweet Sunflower
For the Vineyard lovers
Fine with The Beauty of Song
And darling Caresses

The divine benedictions
Of Enchanted Rain
In The Gaze Of Kindred lovers
Sweet With Rose compassions
Their Loves Flowers Further Bloom
Beyond All space and time

The Moonlight generously pours
For the Vineyard lovers
That Waltz with Sweet Romance
As The Waves with Salsa dance,
To Heavenly Luminous Shore
Like the Hips of the Crescent lovers
Sweet With Exotic compassions
Their Loves Bouquets Further Sigh
Beyond All Clouds and Blue
When All That's left for Them
To Do
Is To Love One Another True
Beyond The Clouds And Blue
With Rugged and Tender
Darling Caresses

Reynaldo Casison
Sebastian Mar 3
Face of light
Guide me through hell
In the depths of the night
Release me from this spell

Reflected on the moon
I will be reminded through the journey
Every time I think of you
And why can’t it be sooner?

Embodiment of light,
Show me how you do it right
Teach me how to shine,
How to act, how to write.

Clearly, I am inclined in some way
This strange road led by desire
Bumpy rocks will try to stray
But when I look up
I know I am headed the right way.
The Sun sets at the end of each day,
In the cold, dark night, it's easy to lose your way.

Many Falling Stars shine through the night,
All of them burn up, they all lose their guiding light.

Move forward, even if you can't see,
Don't let yourself be stopped, not by land, air or sea.

Each night is followed by a sunrise,
The dark will fade, no matter how hard the Moon tries.

As promised, a sunrise is on the horizon,
A new Dawn, a new Hope is rising.
Someday summer comes again,
Someday the sun does away with cold winds.
Winter doesn't last forever,
Winter will leave us soon.
I know we're at it's end,
I can see the light linger longer.
Winter will come to a close,
Winter snows have ceased their blow.
Someday the warm rays will melt the ice,
Someday stars will glow in a warm evening again.
It's felt like ages since the first snow fall of this ever-lasting winter.
Rising of the sun,
Another evening had come and gone,
Fresh dew on my lawn.
Good Morning everybody, we made it to Friday.
MetaVerse Feb 27
There once was a man from Bombay
Who enjoyed a remarkable day:
     It started at sunrise
     When the sun chose to unrise,
And it ended when Earth rolled away.
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