Well no, not literally
but conversationally, yes,
and it's the rave when fullest
speculative theories flying
on its affective properties
as unusual behaviors
and off-beat happenings
simmer throughout the phase.
I can even be seen stopping
in my tracks as I'm taking
out the evening trash,
stunned by its halo, smiling
to myself like I would to a baby
likely to trip over my infatuation
unable to take my eyes away
from its glowing fullness
its mystical pull on my soul,
as if it speaks to it directly
and my soul speaks back.
It's captivating, and luckily
reoccurring once exhausting
other monthly phases and shapes
back to smile warmly on us again.
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