She and The Moon

'A giggle and a smirk

While drenched in mockery

Hanging portraits went berserk

Ah! moonlight stitches embroidery

The scissures and cracks expose

Enchanted unto she glows;

A cavalry is on the move

Descending with infinite pains

Before the musk jeopardise, behoove!

Antlers have learned horns with brains

My lust is the moon of my disguise

Wonder if I've seen beyond my eyes;

Smile, with the inflorescent dangling art

Or lament the play grandeur after all

My dusk shows me light my sweetheart

The curtain rises after the curtain does fall

Woe to the worthless paper, her coins

I am the fathomless heart she adjoins'