Crazy! she is very crazy,
Tonight my mind daisy.
Crazy about the crescent moon,
Will it make me swoon?

Doesn't come my darling,
So moon taunts me smiling.
She is joking at my Love,
Giving my blue crush a shove.

Is moonlight magical pricey
If there is no mind romantic juicy?
O moon! You search whole night,
Poet, artist as a fan of your light.

To enjoy moon who can be assigned
If happiness flees anyone's mind?
Well, I am having blue pain,
Can your spots be slain?

O luna! Your beauty is spotted,
My crush for blue too can't be blotted.
I absorb happiness out of pain,
It sprouts my poesy as summer rain.