What moon means to me, how would I put it in words?
she has a power over me, yes, she is the cure for all my ills,
when my heart aches she knows, her beams , like rare herbs
just by a touch, makes me forget  my woes,
my beloved is jealous, isn't she just a village lass?
possessing me, to her, is a quaint way to express love.
I just would  laugh it off, she would join, later when she sees her folly.
My sweetheart, saw me climb the stairs of the night,
to reach moon's lovely cottage, just above the hill, our rendezvous,
when we met, I noticed,  her face was raven black
with anger; the moon was smiling at this caper,
as she knew how to make my love laugh, in moments.
The moon sprinkled her silver dust,  moon beams shone on us,
that was pure  magic, who can resist it ?She jumped like a child,
On the sandy river bed my love and I danced
moon, in all her splendor, came down on still water plane,
to play with us, as we bathed together.