The Moon and Her Lovers | POEM

I was married to the sun when I was young
When all I wanted was to frolic and have fun.
Belonging to the same family heritage
Descendants of the same celestial caste, creed and race;
We were meant to be together they said
Forced to keep my desires in check and patrol the earth instead.
Having taken another to my heart,
To live with him alone I plead……. READ MORE

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