The Encounter
An Acrostic Poem for the Solar Eclipse
Enigma of the heavens as sun and moon
Chase each other across the sky, and every so often the
Lovers meet, their bodies touch, their lips lock, entwined
In a single moment of celestial
Passion, as day and night become one, but then they
Slip away to resume their chase
Evermore waiting for their next joining
About the Creator
Rae Fairchild (MRB)
I love to write; putting pen to paper fills my heart and calms my soul!
Rae Fairchild is my pen name. (Because why not? Pseudonyms are cool!)
I do publish elsewhere under my real name, Mary Rae Butler. (Fairchild, an old family surname.)
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Comments (2)
Stunning and beautiful!
This was so profound and beautiful! Loved your Acrostic!