Shapeless Moon

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.

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI