Sweet Moon,
with its gentle pull on my womb,
with its nails sunk deep into my chest,
it seems as though I have been overthrown by Might,
the Moon and all its delight
seems to have lost its way,
While orbiting the Sun,
seems to have got lost on its way around to meet its keeper,
Moon,
shine your light on me,
forsake me from greed,
from tragedy
Moon transgresses into all realities,
this light that fishes its way into my rivers,
it pulls me out of darkness,
shows me guideness.
flags down my weaknesses,
and transforms them into glory
I am now a Princess,
like my name,
I hold the moon in my hands,
the crescents matching the shape of my Palms
I am heaven.