The moon braided a fine-gossamer veil,
Embroidered it with a shimmering starry trail.
Entwined the earth in its amorous embrace,
Then wistfully melted away without a trace.
I wrote this micro verse for a prompt-based contest. The prompt was to weave a verse around ‘veil.’ This verse was chosen as one of the winners.
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