Thirteenth Hour

When Full Moon glowing takes a bow  
Anchor in your hearts desiring,  
Make no mistake, it is firing  
Into the lucky night, avow  

Now such loves are made fast, so  
Nothing can last till Moons glowing,  
Make no mistake, we're wiring  
For destinies arms may allow  

In the thirteenth hour to show  
The skies where fate is lacking  
For our own paths we're aspiring,  
Into the perfect hours sown.  
Let the time herald no sad woes,  
But embrace a new life admiring  
The setting of the suns blinding,  
Knowing instead your will shall grow.
Written by Periwinkleblue
Author's Note
Envelope Stanza form poem. Written on Friday the 13th, 2019, September. (I'm not superstitious)
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