The first poem of what will be many! Please read, review, follow, etc. . . Especially if you like poetry! I will take requests! Enjoy!

The Heart-shaped Moon

Radiant. Bright. Shining.
The moon above, my(heart)
Senses elevate higher then the
Clouds that brush the sky.
Tears (?or rain?) tinkle from
The heavens. But the moon,
She shines on. And did I
Not mention that it is a
(prison) Heart shaped moon?
Love truly conquers then.

And I am the chosen
Wielder of (fate) the key.
The key to what?
(to her heart)
To the moon above?

Radiant.
Bright.
Shining.

Clouds that (kiss) brush
The sky. The moon.
My moon. My heart.
Our destiny. . .