A Moonlit Poem

I greet the rising moon as the sun slips into it's slumber.
This great and glowing goddess of night, completely unencumbered.
She gives me inspiration when I'm in doubt.
With her necklace of stars, too numerous to count.
Her ethereal beauty shines down with a celestial glimmer,
whether her figure be full or just a tiny sliver.
Her grace, her light, and all she imbues.
This alluring sphere, my midnight muse.