Crazily he loved the cadaverous moon, the goddess sans merci of his dark noon. Heady wine of love she offered him was pain, in all *seven stages of love, his heart bled, turned white. He was laid to rest in silence, in her heart, when wailing violins all, fell dead in grief.
*According to ancient Indian text 'Vedas' love between a man and woman develops and runs seven stages; contemplation, initiation,opening of the heart,contact, creation,self-sacrifice and harmony.