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kix4funchick · 12-22-2010, 10:21 PM

The Moon by Emily Dickinson

The moon was but a chin of gold
A night or two ago,
And now she turns her perfect face
Upon the world below.
Her forehead is of amplest blond;
Her cheek like beryl stone;
Her eye unto the summer dew
The likest I have known.
Her lips of amber never part;
But what must be the smile
Upon her friend she could bestow
Were such her silver will!
And what a privilege to be
But the remotest star!
For certainly her way might pass
Beside your twinkling door.
Her bonnet is the firmament,
The universe her shoe,
The stars the trinkets at her belt,
Her dimities of blue.

12-22-2010, 10:21 PM	#11
kix4funchick Junior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: Female Pronouns Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: California Posts: 36 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 3 Thanked 43 Times in 16 Posts Rep Power: 8699	The Moon by Emily Dickinson The moon was but a chin of gold A night or two ago, And now she turns her perfect face Upon the world below. Her forehead is of amplest blond; Her cheek like beryl stone; Her eye unto the summer dew The likest I have known. Her lips of amber never part; But what must be the smile Upon her friend she could bestow Were such her silver will! And what a privilege to be But the remotest star! For certainly her way might pass Beside your twinkling door. Her bonnet is the firmament, The universe her shoe, The stars the trinkets at her belt, Her dimities of blue. __________________ http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b8...ners/mnfbb.jpg