Mare Tranquillitatis (Dream travel contest)

On Earth I wander as a wisp
a vapour trailing in the air
My travels blow a seasoned mist
Across the lands of beauty fair
And yet my fingers yearn to feel
to somehow see her secret sight
To be with her, alone, surreal
To gravitate towards her light
so, in my dreams I soar to you
my lunar love, my reverie
it’s here where steps made their debut
on Sea of our Tranquillity

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- Mr. Darcy
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