Harvest the moonglade
Ride the moon ray
Effulgent bath of light
Let it wash the wanderlust
That blasts your gypsum cast
The ormole eaves of your temple
The turquoise liquid that sky disolved into
They all are the entrapment
Fly high
Your organdy wings will spread the joy over the city
Lissome, the layers of light will build
Monochrome castles
You, gypsy creature will gather all your satchels
In a balletic tempest and you’ll leave me
Wayward and lustful
Craving for a high note
An engaging and richly textured work that glories in all of its evocative sensuality.
My warmest thanks, Louis Kasatkin!!! Such a generous comment!!! Much obliged!!!
An insightful,sensual,illuminating composition.
A most generous comment!!! Thank you, VijayNair!!!