The New Hope...A poem

The New Hope

By Michelle Hudson aka Mary Magdalene/ Naila Moon

copyright June 15, 2025

Alone in the quiet recesses of my mind

I listen to the beats of natural music

It is in tune with my soul's purpose

As my heart tries desperately to mend.

I cannot seem to free myself of the new wounds

Gaping

Oozing

Bleeding so profusely

I am certainly trying.

I had worked so hard to rise above all the

Muck

Sneers

Unkind whispers.

I feel so foolish,

It seems ridiculous to feel this way.

Time is so short.

So, so short.

It keeps ticking away

And yet, it is just illusion.

Or so it has been said.

I just hope

When I am completely done on this Earth

That I made a difference

And my spirit in whomever it arrives

Will know what to do

Will know that I existed

Will never have to feel

What I feel

Right now.

That that person

That new hope

Will only feel

Love and peace.

Love...a poem

Love 

By Michelle Hudson aka Naila Moon

copyright April 12, 2021

Love is speaking ,

 Healing my hurt heart.

 It is flooding open wide.

 I can't figure it out.

 I knew you were playing me before,

 But I could not let go of you.

 Then you changed in an instant. 

A heart began to see me.

Bleeding open wide.

Your love grows immeasurable.

A heart needing oneness

With me.

You are longing for

My touch.

A sweetness

That will take us

To the moon and back.

You want to bathe

In the glow of my love.

Have I been foolish

To let you in to my heart so soon?

I hope not,

Because I want you,

I crave you,

I need you,

To be mine.

The Song of Love...a poem

The Song of Love
By MR aka Naila Moon
All Rights Reserved Feb. 14, 2014

My heart beats like a song played over and over.
You are my lover, my chosen one.

You manage to pluck the strings just right,
So my soul soars like that of an eagle.

A song raises within me
Hopeful to be with you.

Oh, how it sings!
The notes rise higher and higher
As your love for me grows in syncopated breaths.

Ah, how lovely that is.
Sweet purity in voice,
And total beauty.

Oh, how I love you.

.

Truly Yours...a poem

Truly Yours
By MR aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf
Copyright May 1, 2013 All rights reserved

I search for you in the thickness of the morning dew.
You are nowhere to be found.

Surges of pain engross me
for I long for the scent of you.

I want to be held in your arms.
I want to be caressed by you once again.
I crave you.

I search for you again to no avail.
I am so lost in uncontrollable need.

Just as madness seems to consume my every breath
and I think all is lost,

You appear.

I run to you as if it had been years,
but in truth,
it had only been a few hours since I felt your kiss on my lips.

I fall into you and everything is sweet and blissful.
I am loved once again and all is right with the world.

I am truly yours.

The Dream Of A Lost Lover...a poem

The Dream Of A Lost Lover
by: MR aka Naila Moon 
copyright March 2013

Why are you invading my dreams?
You are only an image now, of long ago.

The love I had for you vanished.
When you left me for another.

Why now?
Why this after so many years?
Why try to gain my love?

You can't you know.

I loved you once.
I did.

But now,
You are just someone I know
Only in a sleeping state.

Another Dance In the Moonlight...a poem for mature audience

Another Dance In the Moonlight

By: Michelle R. aka Naila Moon

Two heartbeats

Merge into one.

The rhythm,

Fever pitched.

Dancing in the darkness

The movement,

Sensual.

Entranced in the music

Eyes connecting

Bodies in motion.

The moonlight reveals,

Ecstasy.

My Darling...a poem

My Darling
By Michelle R...Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

He is the one who loves Star Trek
And loves to drive me crazy 
But without him
I probably would
Be pushing up some daisies.

He is my darling
The one I met on line
To live my new found life 
And leave the old behind.
I suppose it is a no brain-er
Of whom he really is
He makes me laugh
He makes me smile
He is..
My best friend.

I love you and always want you to live "long and prosperous".

Magic...a poem to my husband

Magic ...dedicated to my husband, Mark
By Michelle R...aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

Magical words poured across
Your lips,
Fate
had come to knock
On the door of our lives.

Our eyes met
And we knew
That we would spend our life
Together.

Our song
Was played
And something
Was in the air.

I melted
In to a million pieces
As you held me
In your arms.

Love
Has won.