Non-Erotic PoetryNight MagicMoonlight softens the harsh landscape,
Giving a faerie glow to all it touches,
Turning bare limbs to argent wands,
Making the world seem magical and new.
Wisps of mist cover the uneven ground,
Making the walk slow and perilous,
For even in beauty there can be danger.
Footsteps soft and careful,
Unwilling to break the spell of the moon,
'Lest the magic flee, and leave
Only unrelieved darkness.
The trees open and there ahead
A brook laughing over stones,
Ripples glimmering as the light,
Glances first this way and that.
As if to taunt the seeker of treasure,
Staying just from reach of both hand and heart.
Moon dips, disappearing behind the horizon,
Before the harsh sunlight can come,
And overpower with intense reality,
Washing away the magic,
Bringing the world back to cruel necessity.
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