A shapeless blue moon with all its rays;
Make up her loveliness in all ways;
As her soft, spicy body slowly drifts;
Offering me, some marvelous gifts.
Floating along with waves of cloud;
Holding me tight, like her own beloved;
As she chase her eyes towards the moon,
My gorgeous minute ends so soon;
An escape within a lovable pleasure;
Over rejoice in her nurture and leisure;
She moves vigilantly in the night;
Where with peace she can wait;
Wake the heart, mind and soul;
For a lustful late mid-night stroll.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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