Moonlight

Moonlght.Stars

Give it a romantic radiance

Like the heart

That luminates the soul.



Melodies of sweet rebirth

Inscribed in our hypothalamus

My eye catches her sight,

I sigh with relief



Lovely bird is come

Laden with bliss!

Blossoms of flowers

Shall crown the field of my lips.



Come, light of my heart

Let`s go to bed

And make love

Before the moon sets.

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Moonlight, in all of its radiant beauty explicates natrure's embrace of our humaneness in heavenly light; "melodies of sweet rebirth inscribed in our hypothalamus My eye catches her sight I sigh with relief..." And indeed, it is the quatrain stanzas of this poem that define its passionate conception in every loving sense. Ugonna