NaPoWriMo Day 17: When the Moon is New
when the moon is newand the night is darkdance in the midnight dew under a sky of darkest blueslip into an abandoned parkwhen the moon is new quietly slip off your shoestrace with salt a delicate arcdance in the midnight dew the wind whispers what you always knewdogs will start to howl and barkwhen the moon is new move among the nighttime hueslet the stars leave their markdance in the midnight dew walk a path chosen by fewa new journey to embarkwhen the moon is newdance in the midnight dew