Bathing in Moonlight/Luna

These are two separate poems, which can be read as one when you put them next

to each other. However, in order to make it work, I had to adjust one line. Enjoy.

Bathing In Moonlight (Villanelle)

By Munda

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me,

Your silver spell a cherished memory,

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery.

You bring my spirit utter ecstasy,

Delightful light of perfect harmony,

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me.

You calm my storms till I feel heavenly,

Your touch is like a lover’s hand on me,

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery.

Seductive flirt with my reality,

You chain my heart; bequeathing liberty,

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me.

Alluring dreams into conspiracy

Of moon lit images illusory.

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery.

A silver frail note flutters playfully,

Enchanting melody; night’s symphony,

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me,

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery.

Luna (Villanelle)

By Munda

Your firmaments compose the poetry,

Alike the Northern Light enchanting me,

You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

My Luna: temptress, waiting patiently,

Bereaving lonely hearts of sanity,

Your firmaments compose the poetry.

As stars sing me a nightly symphony,

Evoking images romantic’lly,

You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

A moonlit flight throughout felicity,

Restoring hope in love and honesty,

Your firmaments compose the poetry.

While lovers fall into your lunacy,

Creating visions of false destiny,

You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

Alike a whisper from infinity,

Enticement into sweet serenity,

Your firmaments compose the poetry,

You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

Bathing in Moonlight/Luna - Double Villanelle

By Munda

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me, -- Your firmaments compose the poetry,

Your silver spell a cherished memory, -- Alike the Northern Light enchanting me,

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery, -- You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

You bring my spirit utter ecstasy, -- My Luna: temptress, waiting patiently,

Delightful light of perfect harmony, -- Bereaving lonely hearts of sanity,

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me, -- Your firmaments compose the poetry.

You calm my storms till I feel heavenly, -- As stars sing me a nightly symphony,

Your touch is like a lover’s hand on me -- Evoking images romantic’lly,

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery, -- You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

Seductive flirt with my reality, -- A moonlit flight throughout felicity,

You chain my heart; bequeathing liberty, -- Restoring hope in love and honesty,

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me, -- Your firmaments compose the poetry.

Alluring dreams into conspiracy, -- While lovers fall into your lunacy,

Of moon lit images illusory, -- Creating visions of false destiny,

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery, -- You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

A silver frail note flutters playfully, -- Alike a whisper from infinity,

And charms the stars into a melody, -- Enticement into sweet serenity,

Full moon, your magic light shines down on me, -- Your firmaments compose the poetry,

Illuminating beams; sweet mystery, -- You are this poet’s utmost fantasy.

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