

In the Light of the MoonThe hunter aims true; The wanton charmer, masked, Joins with lust and dancing, Trysts with lurid fantasies.In the Light of the Moon
Better to doubt enchantment; My armor vanishes at the first opportunity When the heir of crows at a low bonfire Chances to see the moon.
Our calm clear moonlight tryst, as Fate reverses, ends. I dance with the trees And sing louder, ecstatic, rising in the air, Through sweet streams of air, to the moon.
copyright Joshua Johnston 2005
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