La Luna Grande

The Beaver moon is on the rise  
Just happens to be  
On the day of thy birth  
She is always calling me  
However  
Much more  
Being a supermoon thus night  
She wants me to dance naked  
Among her light  
sacrificing myself to the one I love  
He readies the alter  
Laying me down  
Making passionate love  
Underneath her beauty  
Invoking my god  
And his goddess  
To arise  
Engulfing us  
In our magic  
Our bodies in rhythm with the night  
Sing out in ecstasy  
As she reaches the closest  
Her and I will ever be