Moon

As I lolled on my chair,

The zephyr through the window touched my eyes

And I visited the land of nod.

I witnessed the moon converting herself into a most gorgeous lady.

Her blissful eyes

And her charismatic light pulled me towards her

And I was ready to do everything to the order of her blink.

With a smug smile,

She clasped me to say,

'Will you be my Adonis, will you be my love, will you be my scar'?

To my nod, she touched me

And

I became a scar on her silvery contour.

Like a mission,

That had been accomplished,

She flew to the sky to acquire her place as moon to cast silvery light on the earth.

To stop her, my hands raised

And I fell from chair

And the moon in the sky was in all smile.