The Moon Child by Christopher Poindexter, this literature speaks for itself, no explanation needed….There are some people who are given a gift and that gift is so powerful that it has the power to move people across nations and oceans. Christopher Poindexter, with his words, brings a sort of magic to everyone who reads the poems he writes and his take on love, magic and what it means to be in love is what all of us ache to make sense of…. shear goosebumps!
‘There was a reason she was so romantic about the moon.
It never asked her questions or begged for the answers, nor did she ever have to prove herself to it.
It was always just there – breathing, shining,
and in ways most humans can’t understand,
– Christopher Poindexter