Azuric rays of lamp moon shines
Glowing as gadfly in a dragon's mouth
The day lures her exotic beauty
Fleeing coattails as egrets feast

Upon the ticks showing parasidic
Qualities, the moon eclipse the earth
lightening sparks of dust to the sun
Lovers cut in the shadow of void

An even shadow under a jocund tree
Full with locusts whispering talks
Tongues and lips chew each other
Like doves on flying acrobatics skill
their mind become so dark

Two being fuse as one mooning their heart
In love display, attiric artistic stars shines
Under the shrine of moist calabash I drink
The lips containing wine made from sour grape

Taffy qualities my soul lost in the air
The moon continue to shine
Our faces light the shadow as one
Into a searing moments our heart drumbeat

I am welled into you as moon
Silent sigh sounds as ship
Horning as our heart trudge as brush
We puddle our soul as soul of moon

Written by
Martin Ijir