Lunar Phoenix
In lunar night's tender embrace she soared,
A phoenix of the moon, symbol of celestial lore.
With feathers silver, glowing pale and bright,
She yearned for the sun's radiant light.
In twilight's dance, their fates intertwined,
As the moon and sun in heavens aligned.
A love forbidden, across the vast expanse,
Two cosmic hearts in a celestial trance.
The moon's soft whispers, secrets untold,
The sun's fiery passion, a love to behold.
But when their essences dared to entwine,
The phoenix's fate, sealed by heavenly design.
Erupting flames of ardor, a blazing flight,
Two cosmic forces in passionate fight.
In their love's embrace, they met their doom,
As the phoenix of the moon lit up the gloom.
A brilliant blaze across the night's curtain,
A love so intense, it was almost uncertain.
For in that fiery blaze, their souls did rend,
A love, a tragedy, that had no end.
The phoenix's love, a celestial display,
In the moon's tender arms, he faded away.
But from the ashes, Man did rise,
Love can burn bright, but also be his demise.
Maxwell O’Reilly
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