LUNA Her face is of another world, the lady of the night, her beauty framed by Heaven's glow of alabaster light. So shyly as she passes by, behind a veil she slips. Eternity won't make a face her beauty can't eclipse. She smiles at her companion as she slowly turns away, as if she were a lover lost with nothing more to say. She peers into the depths of space in darkness unafraid, then turns to face the world again, her monthly penance paid. Comments anyone? Hell'n
