Mlou would tell you that I'm not very regular with my poems. I just write them once in a while but I'd love to improve. This one represents my complete obsession with the moonlight
and also hopes to compare moonlight with The Perfect Woman (that I know for sure is none 
but I'll settle for anybody nearly perfect). I usually hate to sell tragedy but somehow 'tears' and 'scars' came in.
Would love to know how people feel about this one.
MOONLIGHT
You the light, You the life;
The milky white over mountains high,
The white drape overgrassy plains;
Virgin and Pure, the very first
Female of the race.
Bathe me today and this dusty field,
Wrap my soul with what I can't see,
And fill my tears with all you be.
There's a Moon and a Me.
And in the void that separates,
You flood like the sea.
The Sea of Light, to guide and to follow;
The Waters of Heaven, to immerse my vow;
The String of Faith, to swing me to the stars;
The Wave of Love to wash away my scars.
You the light, You the life
Soak my crumbling soul,
in your cleansing white.
