Reflections in a Strawberry Moon

In twilight, dreary dreamy eyes casted overhead    
to behold my twinned essence hanging in the sky    
For upon one eve, in spring  
nature’s season of abundant reawakening  
my spirit moon shall rise    
   
Strawberry, sweet and succulent    
perfect harmonious blend of innocence and sensuality  
To dance across the sky with Moon,  
two sided lady of mystery and intrigue    
securely snuggled, blanketed in stars    
coziest when cradled in darkness  
radiance abounds, inner glow attracts,    
magnetic pull even dictates the tides.    
   
Luscious berry, only fruit displaying it’s  
soul upon its flesh, seeds unsheltered    
bravely embracing, exposing vulnerabilities.    
In opposition to the lunar cowardess,  
greedily and shamefully hiding her dark side  
   
Conjoining with the haunting illuminations of the moon    
Bearing it’s soul for all  
to gaze upon moonbeams of wisdom    
bought by way of existential suffering    
proudly presented amongst the constellations  
While humbly inviting bystanders to rummage for tokens of inspiration and borrow strength, graciously lending resilience    
   
Oh majestic strawberry moon  
as eyelids heavy, awaiting sleep    
taking your sights in deep    
I honor thee  
For within you, I see    
glimpses of myself and the poet within me