Walking with the Moon

Surrounded by darkness, there stood a man; Owen
Face to the sky, wondering why, oh yet again
For as he gazed toward heaven
There manifested, by his side, a brightness
Formed in beauty, she was ageless
Bosom length; the jet black hair of a princess;
And a tight white dress
Clings to her curves, clearly of noblesse
Enveloped in a vibrant aura, a light in the night
The perfect embodiment of a confident woman; she was the moonlight

Often when lost, Owen looked to her for guidance
Comforted by her simple presence
Worries and confusions, good riddance
When walking along the paths at night, he often would need her
To light the way after a blunder
For even the darkest path, she made infinitely brighter

Full of terrors and horrors is the eventide
But to the moon, Owen could tell his fears, and protection she'd provide
By the moon's glow, around him forms the armor of a knight,
Full plates and mail, will protect him from any fright
With a sword in hand, he fights back his anxieties
And as they fall before him, he lightens the weight he carries

Hunched, overwhelmed by life's burdens
She takes his hand in hers, and his legs and back she straightens
He pushes on, one step at a time, over and over like the times before
Monotony; an unwelcomed companion on their way to explore
The means to an end, of the never ending war
And as the night progresses, and by the moon's light, Owen seeks the path
To escape monotony and his wrath

Upon finding the path, Owen continues on,
Into the night, monotony be gone
And quickly entering into predawn
The darkness, waxing, waning, much like the moon herself will
Sun soon rising, like a bright daffodil
And Owen's journey; changes from uphill to downhill

And there burns a fire, in the distant gaze
A woman, of love and desire, ablaze
The moon, she says go, it is time to leave the darkness of the night
Smile now dear Owen, for it is time to enter into day's light
Thus the darkness' terrors and monotony have been vanquished
And a new journey shall begin; as the nightly walk with the moon has finished.

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