While I am on the subject of the Moon. I found this nice poem by the late E.E. Cummings. Hope you all enjoy it.
there is a moon sole in the blue night amorous of waters tremulous, blinded with silence the undulous heaven yearns where in tense starlessness anoint with ardor the yellow lover stands in the dumb dark svelte and urgent (again love i slowly gather of thy languorous mouth the thrilling flower)
E.E Cummings in the photo